Someone from my past was on my mind tonight, while i layed in bed.

Past twilight, which I will call midnight, I seen a figure, like a dream dip before you fade to sleep, followed by the obvious and unexplainable;

The image of two visible, yet dim eyes appearing on the inside of my closed eyelids, and vanishing.

I've been wide awake ever since.
Apparitions aren't scary.

Although, this is the first confirmed case of one choosing to

Look at me..

If I wasn't a true poet, I would of given up because no one follows my poetry.

I feel the words I have are important.
I hope to find the right mic soon.
Preferably not on websites like these.

I sometimes walk back into a public establishment, for a logical reason in myself, simply because I've  seen a person who looked curios to me. When I notice that they are no longer their as I enter and take my seat, I continue on. Nothing changes.

I've come a long long way.
When I was a little boy, I would breakdown in tamper-tantrums, because someone I cared about for no reason had disappeared,  never to be seen again.

(Hi, may I have a large coffee, please. That's all)

How many times did you read this sentence before you found the mistake?

(the universe will watch you make heaven or hell without interfering. Staying positive is a "f* you" to the world. Because the world tries to get you down.  Not the universe.. the universe is raw power in stillness and motion. It would grant to you or take from you because of its own laws.  Other than that you are fully free in its eyes.. because it doesn't care. It just is)