reality has been
my anesthesia
swooning me over


it has taken over
numbs me to love
my feelings

i want to feel again
but i feel as if
i cant let myself

i want clarity
more than anything
a cluttered mind
does not dream

my dreams are my escape
my freedom
my key to worlds unknown

reality
only confined to the
ends of earth

but dreams last
forever.
(b.d.s.)