Life is a miracle

I don't wanna get out of bed.
Is it gravity pulling me down,
Or something else?

The scars that bleed at night
Are sown now with stitches
Made of dreams and illusions.
But don't all dreams break? They
Must be the ones I didn't foretake.

My nails are painted,
Just like my heart.
The girl beside keeps dreaming,
Both of us are so close,
Yet miles apart.

Maybe life is a miracle
Or just a journey to repay our sins.
Yet there're rainbows after storms, & every day a new morning begins.