Psy-Coma

[Bunx]

Psy-Coma

Startled woke, the state I'm in.
From a dream, a reminder.
That mind, experience, and illusion
can be synonymous.

These days are a dull scape.
Wandering nightly
in subconscious scenes,
I usually forget.

I arose tonight
from being kissed and felt
by invisible voids representing
the first dream I can recall
since my last nightmare.

Control is lost in these spaces.
Dreams, the only safe place
I can be insane without consequences.

A familiar perspective
of distant madness.
As if viewing
past psychosis
unconsciously.

I'd rather forget my dreams.

Awoken, the fate I'm living
is far from lucidity;
solidified a relationship with my mind.

Empathy, trust, grace is given.
Move on from this nightmare I must.

One can not tumble.
Continue living,
at all costs.