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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Yesterday hurt Like a knife Carving out my brain Until all the inner art– All of my agency– Is sliced into festering slop. Today hurt. I punched a wall That would not even bother To weep. Tomorrow hurts. Just thinking about it. About waking up. This can't be happening. This can't be real. I'm actually entranced in love With a hypnotically perfect woman And I’m not all alone. We’re actually counting endless fireflies in the sky Who glow like orange shades of afternoon hues. I'm actually flying with them. I can feel them. I'm actually alive. And as I levitate, I feel the sunbeams shimmer Warming my face. I see butterflies flutter And land on flowers of rainbow shades. I'm like a child, frolicking mid-air Saying hello to little robins And jays that tweet soft songs back. And tomorrow isn’t happening. I'm actually in a golden spire Packed full with a sublime orchestra Gracefully petting their strings With glowing fingertips Just for me And I can’t even want anymore Because I am satisfied, Laying gently in a field Relaxed like a meditator. And I'm not here. And I'm not scared. And this isn’t happening. I'm so sick of crying I want to jump like a grasshopper When his grass blades tremble Like a candle flame in the wind. I'm actually cradled in my mother's arms And many familiar hands Are caressing me to sleep. Life is magic all again And I shine brighter than a diamond. And there's no storm. And there's no wind. None of all of anything Is ever happening.
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