Somewhere between life and a dream, I awake
Treading liquid air by arm, though remaining in one place
Tire from living, tire from the hectic pace
Drawing in breaths deelply in fear, FROM fear and WITH fear they escape
It resonates in the chest bleak
Clambering through body as so mind is deprived of sleep
Somewhere between death and peace
Something like free will retreats
As all is made formidably bleak
I've lost the nerve, the will to seek release
As the mind draws closed, the body laying flat out in defeat
Somewhere between irration and hope I linger faithfully.
Copyright © Bianca Jones | Year Posted 2013
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