Somatically Dreaming
A dream encased in white
A freezing reality penetrated
The now lucid dream stands alone
Glistening with regret on a stage
Reflecting the spot light.
Rays of confidence
Diminished by anticipation
Left to bleed by themselves
But not necessarily on their own
The dream always remains
Strained in the back of reality’s head
Lurking in the shadows of doubt
Whilst the beams of pride
Beat to the rhythm of their own drums
The silent hymn to capability hums
And eyes so bright shine like orbs
Repel the fear by a flick of a violent lash.
Scenery painted beautifully with blood
An illuminated stage brightly reflects
Every emotion which nestles, merely
shrouded in between narrow crevices of the wood.
While the audience is kept in low expectation,
The dream ceases to exist, and as the audience
Is swept away carelessly, the theater remains.





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