CO(lost)MA

That's my friend on that bed.
Yes, that bed by the window.
The window showing the world...
He can't see through it though,
He can't see outside.
In fact,
He can't see anything.

That's actually my friend's body on that bed.
I'm not sure where my friend is right now.
He's surely not here with me.
He doesn't answer.
He hasn't answered for hours now.
I've talked to his body for days
I've watched his body rise and fall
With heavy breathing through the tubes in his face.
Yet,

He's not alive...
His eyes have not been seen for years
His voice had not been heard for decades.
He is lost in his own body.
All bodily functions ceased.
No life coming from....

Only that raspy,
rise... and... fall

There is still hope...
I guess...