A choice, I suppose, Between the real and the dreams. I choose to sleep on, To experience dreaming: In the clouds, in the visions.
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So, I could roll it All back… back to the gamble That had two faces, The gamble I took out there That looked back while looking forward.
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I follow the tracks Leading all the way back to The storm clouds above. What a journey! Adventure Through the veiled night of cloaked turmoil.
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Truly, the light fades As oxygen is consumed. I possess a new Set of inward, fearful sights Blurred by the real, like raindrops.
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Gasping seems to be My coping mechanism. If I’m struggling To breath then I know that things Around me must be solid.
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Perhaps it would be Best to feel something for once. Feeling experience / Feeling a touch of the wind / Feeling the tightening cord /
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Objective: A dream That can take root in my mind And perhaps go on Beyond the moments I lay Catatonic in my cell.
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My punishment is A taste of the freedom that I deny myself As I chain myself to the Anchor of doom plunging deep.
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If I am guilty Of a crime against myself The evidence of My wrongdoing will be found Playing over and over In my long recurring dreams.
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Slow clouds crawl across The unblinking moon’s vision Blinkering it from My night time crimes committed Against myself yet again.