2011,
somewhere in the South...
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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.
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What am I seeing? |
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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.
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I think I am dreaming |
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Am I? |
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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.
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I get dizzy looking at them... |
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I get blur... |
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I get dizzy.. |
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