This dream
Fears.
Pain.
Anxiety.
Sleep.
What is this dream?
Friends coming and going
The crowd slowly flowing
Laughter drifting down the halls
Friendly waves along with their calls
What is this dream?
This dream is almost tangible
Makes my life seem almost manageable
My cares and worries seemed so horrible
My pain adapting as if malleable
What is this dream?
But now they make me feel so much greater
I am no longer scared of each and every hater
Never again do my fears wander
Never again will my life be driven asunder
What is this dream?
Or…? No… no…
What was that nightmare?
Joy.
Love.
Peace.
Sleep.
Copyright © Trapper Jones | Year Posted 2025
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