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DREAMSCAPE : REDSHIFTED
Somewhere
Like the space between
A sheet folded in half
And a slight
Burning sensation
And a dread cacophony
Oscillating in and out
Of existence
Yet in its absence, it is still there
Clearer than my own self-awareness
Dredged the sludge
Drained from the cut
The hole is spreading
I dig inside myself
Touch my mind
And it avulses
No colour, no light
Thoughts take precedence
My eyes
Are they opening?
Nothing
Suffocating void
All is amorphous
Yet aggregate
Grey
Yet opaline
Senses diluted
As temerity ebbs
Matter diffusion
My hands are cobwebs
I spill out
As ichor in water
But in loss, I am more
Published 2nd May 2017
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Anonymous
3rd May 2017 3:59pm
This is so fucking inspiring! and
wish I would thought of it..
make me want to write about it
I felt your cobwebbed hands lay
on me, :
"But in loss, I am more"
Though as a whole, im mentally
internally challenged.
wish I would thought of it..
make me want to write about it
I felt your cobwebbed hands lay
on me, :
"But in loss, I am more"
Though as a whole, im mentally
internally challenged.
4th May 2017 10:49am
Grey
Yet opaline
I think I am familiar with this experience...
and
But in loss, I am more
I definitely feel this...It is always in my darkness that I feel the most! Thank you for your words, I am not alone.
Fantastic write!
Yet opaline
I think I am familiar with this experience...
and
But in loss, I am more
I definitely feel this...It is always in my darkness that I feel the most! Thank you for your words, I am not alone.
Fantastic write!
Anonymous
12th May 2017 10:35pm
Amazing
