This is a poem I wrote awhile ago...I feel like I should share it now.
You tell me there's nothing wrong,
the problems arising are only another dimension,
a figment of our imagination, but I know better.
Your eyes glass a hidden truth,
a glimmer of hope, a light in the dark
an idea, a dream awoken during those restful nights.
But now your eyes are caught staring,
your dreaming stop, eyelids flutter to life.
You have finally awaken to a new reality.
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