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while awake i see a light growing dimmer day and night
i stay awake to feel my pain i walk alone inside im stained
dodging in silence i sow my own path staying awake as the night burns fast
waiting and hoping that life is still new awake i stay forever cursed
this is an interesting peice. the dynamic between reality and dreams is minimally explored in poetry and this is may be the first piece I have read concerning this matter.
the contrast between the two seem as tho to intertwine with each other not to overpowering and yet not to mello
thank you two i just try to write as my heart tells it. its not that the relativity between reality and dreams is more of a metaphor for ones annoyance at the slow creep of life and all its twist and turns