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*It’s time to let go,
Time to rest,
Time to sleep,
And time to dream again.

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                *I can hear someone’s footsteps

Lingering around my frozen body
                        
                 Would you please help me…

I know this is just a dream
With melodic tune
Enchanting me to stay asleep
Uttering to relish this reverie
And never wake up…

                    He caught me easily

Trapped in this delusion

               His beauty overwhelmed me

A dream that seems so real
That I’d choose to stay asleep,
A dream that’s so wonderful
That I’d let him drown me with his charm,
A dream that lured me…

             I’d trade my reality,

Light over darkness

                      Convenience over danger

This dream is overruling
Offering every goods I wish to possess
Persuading that I wouldn't want to wake up
I’d lose him or I’d lose myself is the only option he gave
And I’m paralyzed, and throttled, unable to make a decision


Wake me up

Before I'd surrender my last heart beat
Yes, I’m panting, hardly gasping
Begging for air, I need to breathe
To think clearly that he's just a fantasy,
A fallacy that I can’t live within eternally...

                 I’m sinking in this sweet perfection

Slowly taking me to somewhere

          So dark and cold and mysteriously captivating…

Yes I wanted to come,
I can see him in the dark, grinning
So strange I’m not afraid, not a bit
Enjoying the pleasure of being half dead,
The comfort of serenity is undeniably alluring


                 Yet.... half dead means I'm still half alive,

Aware of the truth

                     That he’d never become real

I know.... this is just a dream
With melodic tune
Enchanting me to stay asleep
Uttering to relish this reverie
And never wake up…

                     ....but I can hear someone’s footsteps, a hope

Lingering around my frozen body

                 Would you please help me…


I wanted to wake up.

his beady eyes track me down from across the motel parking lot,
making a perfect triangle between
me, you, and the car that stands as the only means of escape
the motel is humid, dumpy
it is clear a young lady from suburbia Georgia does not belong in these neck of the woods
he knows that.
on me like moths to a flame,
but more viciously
an aggressive beast in the early hours of dusk
(this is where I see the primitive side of men- the man attacks, while I am still deciding to fight or flight)
I can choose to keep walking, disregard his uncivil pursuits
but I was Orpheus in the fire pits of Hades' fortress
this only provoked him more
licking his lips, he was on me
...
..
.
Mom?
Mom can you hear me?
Mom I don't know where I am and
and it's so cold
I can't feel my legs, I don't know what's between them anymore
I'm bruised, I'm bleeding
No, I don't know where I am
it's all
dark
and we're moving
The stars don't shine here, it is all rough and concrete slums
I can't find our northern light to find home
no, there is no batman sign projected in the sky to assure me I will be located soon
Mom, the night is endless
If I am not in this realm anymore, you know who took me out of it
I can only hope you can find my empty shell that once held my spirit and energy
i'm by the grasses,
I spoke to the night owls through the screams that startled them
but they were not too upset, I would only feed them later on
my fingers are holding onto the grass like a tiny blade of green can support my 119 pound body
i'm in a shallow area, I just want it to be morning
Mom, I wish I was a kid again
because mom, look at who I am now?
who the **** have I become?
my face swollen, chopped into bits, the literal, physical definition of scatter brained
and i'm sorry you had to read about it in next week's paper
you couldn't catch me in time- tag i'm it
but the line was cut short,
phone connection dropped
and now i'm gone.

Promises

fill the gap of where we are and where we want to be.
The uncertainty is the fuel.
The goals are the points on the map.
And the drive to reach that end
Brings a wild wind whirling in my tracks.

There will be times wherein
A question buzzes in mind
Are the stars lined up for me to reach it?
Or will there be peaks to climb?
Whether it be stars or peaks,
That future will never be bleak.

Because you got that promise
That will keep you
Chasing your goals,
lusting after you dreams,
Craving your success.
It's a thirst that must be quenched.

Promises.

We are all but a congregation of molecules.
However, just like the stars, we are arranged in a way for a certain fate.
For that fate determines the celestial that will form in our eyes.

Who will be that person who is willing to go through the galaxy to see it?

I'm preparing mines for discovery.
Working on it to be the best - silently in the shadows.
No one will realize it until a spark flies and a flame prevails the masterpiece.
I'll be the giant star
that all the planets will gravitate around.

And that person who is lucky to see,
Will be cherished like a cold Sunday morning cup of hot tea.

I have wasted
too many years
of my young life
wishing I had been
blessed with
a different story.
I am learning
that all life
is precious,
and that each soul
that walks this earth,
is a mere breath,
a simple expression,
of the interwoven
fabric of our universe.
We are each
a ripple in time,
and our aura
radiates energy
that travels faster
than the speed of light.
We are divine beings.
When we possess
this knowledge,
we breach
the edge of certainty,
and begin to understand
that we hold the key
to our everlasting divinity.

I have oceans of emotions
but my mind is numb
These shallow lines of confines
my words have become

I've been strong for so long
but it's made me weak
And these screams in my dreams
are the whispers I speak

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