Dream-State
These rushing waves of reality leave me, cutting sharply nearly deeply,to concentrate so sweetly,on the Shadows that dance in the distance barely present. And yet to stare into the distance, these dancing Shadows so persistent leave my mind to ponder .to their gaze I show no resistance, and with heed I keep my distance,for to startle this gentle moment might mean I'll wake up.For now in this moment of delight, my mind is startled and filled with fright for in the distance of beauties night the corner of my eye caught light, and with this ominous approaching Dawn my debaucherous Shadows soon be gone, pulled from this nightly Bliss,my hands now clenched to fist, I awaken. I see now in the nightly features still are with me these nightly creatures,now to never be alone,with these things I cannot atone,these specters are grief,but not my own it's time to reap what I have sown.
Copyright © Chris Wager | Year Posted 2017
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