Last night
I left a dream worth dreaming.
Abandoned
A single moment fleeting.
Running, flying, fleeing.
I left.
I found myself with nothing.
No one, and no feeling.
I was without
But had no wanting.
I was alone
And peacefully undoubting.
Apr 7, 2012
Apr 7, 2012 at 6:24 PM UTC
Last night
I left a dream worth dreaming.
Abandoned
A single moment fleeting.
Running, flying, fleeing.
I left.
I found myself with nothing.
No one, and no feeling.
I was without
But had no wanting.
I was alone
And peacefully undoubting.