Sometimes,
We become so confused.
We are so alone.
That we begin to see things that are not real.
Everything becomes nothing.
Yet nothing becomes an obsession.
We wrestle with what we can not see.
What we can not touch.
It becomes our reality.
We become zombies.
Trapped in dreams and hopes.
No Sleep.
No Life.
Realization is a distant past.
Maybe the future.
Tell me.....
Please.
Am I still dreaming?
Are you there?
JMc
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