2011, somewhere in the South...
|My eyes hurt|
My eyes hurt. I cannot see beyond those weird lights. They flicker through me, myself and everything that surrounds me. I see them in blur, I see them away. I see them torn apart and I see them scary. Scaring me? Abandoning me. Lost lights in time rediscovered alone. And me struggling for a breath.
|What am I seeing?|
|What am I feeling?|
I wake up. Thankfully it was a dream, one that will be forgotten with the first lights of the morning. Some coffee and my mind will stop drifting. There, it is gone. But wait a minute. It is not dawn yet and I can't see beyond my nose. I feel like fainting again or perhaps I am not dreaming at all. Illuminating moments are rare and this is one of them. The lights are back and I am wandering into my own consciousness. This can't be.
|I think I am dreaming|
|Darkness covers the room|
I soon lost my senses, my realities, my mind, myself. I soon lost everything I longed for and everything I had; dreams, hopes, failures, disappointments, memories, moments, loves even myself. Everything I was, am and will be. Just from some abstract lights down the hall. Just from some abstract lights.
|I get dizzy looking at them...|
|I get blur...|
|I get dizzy..|
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