Comatose

I see miles and miles of lavender...
Fields of lavender
The fragrance stimulates my entire being..
Colors in the atmosphere so intense..
So vivid..
So vibrant..

Never have seen so many magnificent colors..
There are colors of which..
I have never know existed
Rejuvenation I feel..
Reborn I feel..
Revived I feel..
The previous I..
Isn't I..

Previous in a crisis..
In crisis mode..
Living life on survival mode..
In a life threatening emergency..
Waiting for crisis..
Expecting crisis..
To explode with the grandest fury..

Fury followed by suffering..
Succumb to suffering it was
Moments of serenity non existent..

Cherished loved ones..
Special friends pour their sadness
tears of pain it is..
Teardrops multiply..
Thus then the tears become an ocean..

Simultaneously all this occurs..

I remembered all fields..
Of lavender..
The intoxication of the lavender fragrance..
The stimulation upon my entire being..
The transformation as such..

Cherised loved ones..
Dearest friends..
Please do not despair..
I am alive..

All while in my sleepy slumber..
In comatose land..

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