out of the corner of my eye I see a flash but then it goes away in front of me the ground is crumbling but in a moment I know the rubble will become solid once more I know nobody else can see it that's why I don't freak out anymore. if I didn't know any better, I'd think the world was dissolving like a dream and in its place is the world I was meant for all along. when the flashes get stronger sometimes I can hear voices and I swear sometimes I think I hear my name among them. last night when I was watching the stars, the sky broke apart and the pieces fell down like snow if it wasn't the middle of August, I would have written it off to just that. I opened my mouth to catch a flake on my tongue but the smoky taste led me to believe maybe it wasn't snow but ash. now I'm laying in bed with words rushing through my head and I can't turn it off. I tune into the loudest thought and recognize it as some type of directions I almost don't know what it's saying, but something about it seems somehow right. I don't have time to elaborate because the flashes are fading my thoughts are becoming foggy this world is turning black all around me and there's nothing left in me that cares enough to paint back the colors. and now even the black is going away and the lights the lights are blinking out all around me the lights were just right there just right there.
not sure how to feel about this one. it's 1am cut me some slack