I Cannot Sleep, But I Am Always Dreaming
“What time did you go to sleep?”
“I didn’t sleep.”
“What did you do all night?”
“Suffer, as I always do. Suffer in ways I still cannot put into words. The best way to describe it is to tell you that I feel. I feel. I feel too much. I feel that nothing is predictable anymore, and nothing will change, until everything changes. I feel like I see what others don’t. I sense an urgency behind my minds quest to answer the questions around me, while I feel that I already have the answers, I’ve just misplaced them, or they have been hidden from me. I feel as if I am the answer to the questions of others. I feel like god.”
Copyright © Timothy Gaudette | Year Posted 2022
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