Living in a Dream
Still waiting to wake up, with the foggy eyed realization that this has all been but a dream.
*sigh*
Alas, I don’t suspect that shall happen any time soon. The ears that need to hear are deaf, the eyes that need to see are closed, and the lips that need to speak are bound. Bad poetry, yes? But wait! There’s more!
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From the nightmare I reach, and grasp to find only emptiness.
Wake now, wake!
Emerge from the tangled sheets, twisted with the sweat of anxiety and passions lost.
Wake now, wake!
Breathe the morning light, filling spaces long since vacant.
Wake now, wake!
Watch the dust glimmer upon the rays of the morning, calling their soft sound.
Wake now, wake!
Bring me from the brink of insanity, bring me back to this world.
I beg, wake now, wake.
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