Submissions by bignp

I had a dream.
Not of grandeur or poverty.
Power or flight.
Race nor riot.

A dream of waking.
endlessly waking.
Sometimes sitting up in bed…
Then just waking.

Am I still there?
I may never know.
Or soon be there.
When the alarm's blare ends.

Every… nothing…
see… nothing… feel, nothing.
Think na… why? What?

I feel… I need to feel…

I, try, why can’t I see?
I, try, why cant I smell?
I try, why… what is that distant feeling?

Closer, bring it closer.

My eyes feel open. But are they?
I taste something… metal?
The pounding draws closer… or not?

where… who am I?

The pounding gets stronger,
it can’t get closer… why?
Inside, inside the cold.

Dull and blurry, I fee… no see.

Bright, so bright. ...