in the midst of my haze
i thought
of all the things i could be
of all the things i am not
in my dreams
i saw death
Inescapable
i prayed for another chance
just one
pleading for the strength to stay
and then i woke
my eyes slowly opening to the wall i had seen what
seemed to be light years ago
from a nightmare that felt as real as you
but even you aren\'t real
not really
in the midst of my haze
i saw the fragility of life
the fragility of humanity.
~SV