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Losing Dimension
Head starts to deflate
Hot air exiting through my ears
I'm flattening, losing dimension
I'm not in this room alone
For a moment I lay
Lay here catatonic
Something's coming
Silhouettes at night
I dare close my eyes
I wake up, as always
The nightmare returns
Television flickering
Terror on pay per view
Billions of eyes
Staring through me
My ego compressed
My skin is being tugged
I dare look in the mirror
And I am gone
Hot air exiting through my ears
I'm flattening, losing dimension
I'm not in this room alone
For a moment I lay
Lay here catatonic
Something's coming
Silhouettes at night
I dare close my eyes
I wake up, as always
The nightmare returns
Television flickering
Terror on pay per view
Billions of eyes
Staring through me
My ego compressed
My skin is being tugged
I dare look in the mirror
And I am gone
Published 3rd Feb 2011
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31st May 2011 6:36am
Must have been written from experience, but it also sounds striking when I'd think, it is about getting lost, not finding a solution for a problem, being injured in a war; even when I am wrong, when the reader finds a meaning then a poem was successful.
