In between the realms of reality & lucid dreams,
i pinch myself hard at trying to encumber all sense of the current.
just a moment ago i had been intertwined with the harshness
of the heat and the stench of perspiration,
and now i am witnessing the cool breeze that awakens my spirit;
which had been in slumber for far too long.
Familiar grounds..
Things do not seem as foreign as I expected,
yet my exhaustion does not permit my excitement to take form.
Maybe because i know this is not rightfully mine
But even if so,
Just feels like I've never left...
Stimuli
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most of the time, i too get to a point where i do know i've never really left. but the point is, through time, the emotions still have since evolved and changed. so that in itself is still an extremely valuable progress!
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