Uh-Sleep
Stuck in this dream state with a coma of ideas about abundance.
Stuck in this reality of appearance over substance.
I think I'm sick to my stomach.
Or maybe sick to my spirit..
My confidence is reluctant.
I'm hoping all of you hear this.
My consciousness has erupted.
We live in a reality of realities but have failed to really know reality..
Sucked in the rabbit hole and became oblivious to notice what Alice sees'..
Hard to think outside the box if the cube promotes conform-ality.
It silenced me.
And then I wake up..
- iamsoule
- Author: eyeamsoule (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 31st, 2017 18:22
- Comment from author about the poem: Let me know your interpretation and the message you receive from this poem. Thank you!
- Category: Spiritual
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