i slept a dreamless sleep
for i knew i would awaken
to a dream in front of me

starry black curtains
that swayed in the morning breeze
i fear i have mistaken them
for the galaxy

and the dream i searched for that day
appeared before my eyes
but was as close and far as the milky way
a nightmare drenched in lies

and in my dreamless slumber
i guess i had hoped for too much
because the vibrant fireworks i had expected
were dull sparks
that i visioned were a flame
but were from a pile of ash

The clock in my head ticks counterclockwise,
As my sense of time then loses its hands.
Their shadows start lapping the room’s empty walls.
It’s then that I start to think I understand.

Some Familiar faces, they just looked my way,
But when I look back, I see the backs of their heads.
I know i could explain things I've never seen,
But I'd have to use words that no one ever says.

A name intrudes whispers and escapes my lips,
Of someone I know, but don’t know that I know.
I was planning for things happening yesterday,
With a mind that cannot even perceive tomorrow.

My clothes are there, folded in layers of my truth.
My methods are organized by my own confusion.
The knot that lives in between my heart and my throat
With inhales it tightens but it never really loosens.

To find what is real, i have now learned to search
In The silence that lives underneath my illusions.
Attempts to reshape some clarity from what
I’m sure are just faulty misleading delusions.

A word exists stuck on the tip of my tongue.
My name is not something I'll ever write down.
I’m remembered only by unknown forgetful tongues
Who’ve not ever spoken my name or your name aloud.

I once took a zoomed in picture of my eye.
It resembled that of amphibians or snakes.
I Drew myself as a person, but whole again,
But the person just instantly burst into flames.

I painted a picture of what you'd look like in heaven.
But the next day I noticed it was all rearranged.
I still don't know how I can feel so at home.
Inside this dream that feels so morbidly strange.

When I sleep,
I no longer dream.
If I do dream,
It fades with the rising sun.
Unless it's one
Where you lay in my arms
Sleeping, because I was too late.

Who could forget such a dream?

In a beautiful place, enclosed by walls,
Walls to protect mankind.
But protect it from whom? From giants, they say.
I'll slay them all and see the world beyond this day.

I ventured outside the walls to claim my right,
To face the giants and shine with all my might.
But when I saw the first giant, I was stunned,
It towered over me, my courage undone.

The giant's massive foot was about to crush me tight,
But thankfully, it was just a nightmare's fright.
I woke up safe, my heart still racing fast,
Grateful for the dream that didn't quite last.

feverish wholes, isometric wonders
oscillating and halving on asunder
a smillet of terror, a made-up fear
false like the pattern and words you hear