Comatose

This poem was inspired loosely on the song Comatose by Skillet. I hope you enjoy it.

Tears and prayers to those who lay,

Unawakened day by day,

Their loved ones weep, their friends in shock.

Those poor unfortunate souls who befall such luck,

Stay in a dreamless, painless sleep.

But an air of peace those few seem to keep.

Days, weeks, months, and years,

Soon those souls will drown in love-filled tears.