I can breathe
I can see
I can think
But I can't move
I cry out for help
But nobody came
Because no sound was produced
I'm stuck in this nightmare of a dream
Vision blurry
Looking through a kaleidoscope
Images forming
Black and unknown
Disappears as quickly as it forms
I want to cry
"I'm paralyzed!"
But I can't
I'm temporarily mute
This wretched dream
It goes on
For God-knows how long
With the angel's touch
I'm free!
But being me
I stupidly thought
'That was epic! I wanna do that again!'
A/N
References, references everywhere! Not really, but there's two! Undertale and Haruki Murakami's book, "Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage".
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Ebony Snow And Ivory Holes
Poetry((Previously known as Bleeding Darkness)) Grasping reality. Ignoring the world. Embracing fantasy. Running from the voices. A tragicomedy, The world is; With happy-go-luckies And sad cynics. Confusing thoughts are tossed back and forth, In the mind...
