One-Eyed Dreamworld

The past is dead, but the nightmares live on. The nightmares are tangled with the real memories of my stolen innocence. For the first time in my life, I’m having insomnia. Sleep was my only escape, but now my Dreamworld seems to be tainted…

Where will I go now? Must I seek refuge amongst reality, a daydream yearning to be the real thing?

You are my nightmare. You are who I fear to be. A man encumbered in self-hatred and greed. A man who never appreciates a sunrise. A man who seeks power from those who cannot control it.

I defy the need to die at this present time. There is a time and a place to die, but this isn’t it. I am grateful for the present, even if it isn’t a special occasion right now. Or perhaps life itself is a gift and the past is merely the opened present unraveled haphazardly at the edge of the bed…

Where will I go now? Must I seek refuge amongst reality, a daydream yearning to be the real thing?

I’ll never know unless I try. To make dreams a reality, I must first find the courage to get out of bed…

3 comments

  1. Avid Observer · May 3, 2018

    It’s really thoughtful 👍

    Liked by 1 person

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