Nights like this. When all is quiet. I feel myself ease into the silence. Past the darks abscence. Beyond the sights recollection. Findin out more about myself as I slip. Away from reallity. Behind the minds curtain. Losin touch. Deep in the hollow space around me filled with air. Bouncin off my skin. Brushin the hairs layin still. In moments like this I get lost. The better of me drifts. Calmin the level toughts beggin to rest. Still. Waitin to inter a place I don't understand. Within my head. As the motionless shadows hide from light. Sleepin in comfort. Oblivous to life. In my self awareness I cling to to patience. Helpin me relax for a bit. Clearin out settlin differences with this world. Becomin one. An individual breakin. Lackin sound. Slackin. Lastin awake long enough to steal another second. Takin from time another peice of me. Alert n away from dreams that claim reason. Fallin slowly to the peace. Eyes clingin to the comfort in a stare. Noticin the contact in between illusions n depth. Collidin in the middle of what can not be seen. Where the breeze sounds like a ssshh. Before I fall to sleep I get the meanin. Livin to live. Dyin to stay alive. I lay within myself. Peekin out. Wonderin with great presense. How long can I hold on. Its the balance of purpose. Advisin the irrefutable evidence of emotion. I am here fightin for my chance to stay awake. At one with the opperunity. Lengthenin the day. Refusin the early mornin that takes me away..............
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