I never dream
I am grateful for that
You used to experience night terrors
No idea why
They occured every single night when you were young
I have nothingness until morning wakes me up with a brutal slap to the face
You occupy daydreams though
It is odd that in that realm you still retain that indifferent demeanor
As if I have conjured up your essence for a few minutes
Peculiar how you talk to me in the familiar condescending tone I have grown used to the past two years
Unusual because I would rather picture you the way I always yearned for you to be
My mind consistently has worked in a literal process though
Someone who left skull strives to remember exactly as they were
So in matter of seconds
Brain's wandering fantasies quickly transform into nightmares
Every occasion
So I attempt not letting my head wander these days
No amount of discipline enough to stop it
The harder I try containing it the more it roams
Jan 5, 2024
Jan 5, 2024 at 11:39 PM UTC
I never dream
I am grateful for that
You used to experience night terrors
No idea why
They occured every single night when you were young
I have nothingness until morning wakes me up with a brutal slap to the face
You occupy daydreams though
It is odd that in that realm you still retain that indifferent demeanor
As if I have conjured up your essence for a few minutes
Peculiar how you talk to me in the familiar condescending tone I have grown used to the past two years
Unusual because I would rather picture you the way I always yearned for you to be
My mind consistently has worked in a literal process though
Someone who left skull strives to remember exactly as they were
So in matter of seconds
Brain's wandering fantasies quickly transform into nightmares
Every occasion
So I attempt not letting my head wander these days
No amount of discipline enough to stop it
The harder I try containing it the more it roams
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