Deep in the mind where memories reside,
Something dormant awakens during slumber.
Taking full control of the perceived world,
It shape-shifts into colorful shadows that seem familiar.
Greens and grays drip with so much meaning,
they can hardly be understood.
Flashbacks move forward in time so swiftly
they can hardly be remembered.
Like an obscure image at the corner of one’s eye,
never fully seen.