State of Mind?
Sleeplessness, eagerness, dizziness?
Calmly lay myself to sleep,
Awaiting to be awakened in the wee hours of the morning.
Not so eager to get out of bed, *Yawn*
Safe slumber, umm… it welcomes me under.
Already? Am I awake or am I sleeping?
This reality or fiction?
"I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,"
Disoriented, disillusioned, confused,
Twisting and turning, hardly amused.
I must not be sleeping, I can hear all that surrounds me.
Where do I find myself now? This really can’t be?
Where am I going? Where am I running?
Okay, now I think I’m dreaming?
Oddly enough, I can feel the sun.
Oh wait, the image is shifting… it is in fact morning.
Honorable mention: Egar Allan Poe