Sunday, November 12, 2023
Otherworldly shadows in the fog;
With every step I take makes me sink deeper.
Drowning in thought, yet I feel fine.
I live in a world between reality and dream.
So leave me be in my dream, reality is too much; but don't leave me here or I'll be consumed by Something.
Melodies of old, soothing yet summer.
Should I cut the wounded tether that keeps two worlds in tact?
Or should I let it heal and silently suffer even more?
Until I voice my choice I have only one thing to say.
"Everything is going to be okay"
Yet I don't feel that way.
