Tag: Dreams
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August 11, 2022
This week’s routine is disjointed; stress and expectations throw things out of whack. I feel exhausted, but there is no time to sleep. Someone at work asked, “do you eat? I don’t see you eating.” This has become a recurring theme at every place I work. It’s weird to me the level of interest some […]
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Repositioning
My journey is unexplained; there is no meaning.I have lost my place, my anchor detached. My dreams are crazy; no one understands.I have misplaced my sanity, my hope denied. My thoughts on paper; the words unread.I sent them in a bottle for my survival.
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Socially Weird
The other night, I had a dream. It started with me in a hotel room; I was watching some game-trivia channel. I was answering the questions and didn’t realize everyone on the show could hear until I got one of the answers wrong. One of the female contestants went off on me. I later learned […]
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20-20
I watched the dawn with optimism — my hope for sunny days laid out in my dreams. I can feel my spirit contradict my desires because the world’s touch is abrasive. The wounds have blurred my vision. The Winter took its toll, but the groundhog predicted an early Spring.
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Passing Through
Our desires on the edge of perception, the fearless hide their inhibition. The tears fall unseen. The pain of redemption is so poignant; the push is inexplicable. Soon, these days will become forgotten, nothing more than a sensation in the back of our minds. Time is closing; it is dwindling in the blink of an […]
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Outside
Dreamt of scene; Panic within a familiar place. All of the exits locked. Trust in the unfamiliar; A different path of escape.
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Grateful
A child’s wish in the morning. Chalk drawn imaginations on the blank pavement. Story’s told along the clouds. Fables and fairytales. Musical delights. Joy indescribable. An old man’s dream in the night.
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Journal
Gaining an hour on the eve of darkness; my fatigue becoming unsolvable. Even with sleep aids, I spend the night tossing and turning. The aches and pain are enough to drive me insane. My apprehensions are to blame. The cold air is foreshadowing a long and tumultuous winter. Maybe I should rip and burn the […]
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Lost Marvels
Days spent wasting time looking for green grass on the other side. Instead finding lies because there’s no grass at all. I close my eyes Becoming invisible to the world exploring imaginations inside my naïve mind. To dream amazing things. To live astonishing ways. To be extraordinary. Lost among the marvels; experiencing the childlike wonderment […]
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Monday Morning
Resting against the bookends Musky pages and emotions penned Blurry vision within the morning light Our dreams have come to an end
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