22: Edge of Dreamland


Edge of Dreamland

Eyelids feel heavy

Struggling to fight it

A yawn breaks my sealed lips

My eyes water and

Stay full

My hand dances along the 

Paper, scrawling out

Random nonsensical

Ravings of a madperson

Another yawn stretches my

Cheeks wide

I unconsciously breathe.

My right eye blinks

A tear as it rolls

Down to the tip of

My right nostril

A third one nearly breaks 

Me.  and i nearly 

Fall into dreamland.

My FAVORITE spot, even 

When awake.  Because 

In dreamland, i get

Left alone, i’m able 

To be in my solitude 

Without all the external 

Pressures that I give Zero fucks for.


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