{"id":20401,"date":"2016-08-13T13:31:57","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T17:31:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=20401"},"modified":"2016-08-13T13:31:57","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T17:31:57","slug":"how-did-i-get-here-poem-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/how-did-i-get-here-poem-3\/","title":{"rendered":"How did I get here &#8211; Poem 3"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The sun rises , yet the day has no light for me,<\/p>\n<p>I can hear the sound of life , yet I can not see,<\/p>\n<p>Blindness is foreign to me, I crave the light,<\/p>\n<p>I want to know when the darkness will bring the night.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>How did I get here , why are my hands tide?<\/p>\n<p>I want to scream, but there is no noise, I tried,<\/p>\n<p>Last thing I remember is being out having fun,<\/p>\n<p>This has to be a dream, or something ,I want to run.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Some one must have pulled a blind fold off while I was asleep,<\/p>\n<p>I am locked in my room, at my desk ,feeling cheap,<\/p>\n<p>The darkness is settling in, in more ways than one,<\/p>\n<p>Looks like the life of the old me died, now I must start a new one.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The sun rises , yet the day has no light for me, I can hear the sound of life , yet I can not see, Blindness is foreign to me, I crave the light, I want to know when the darkness will bring the night&#8230;.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":876,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20401","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20401","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/876"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20401"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20401\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20556,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20401\/revisions\/20556"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20401"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20401"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20401"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}