as my toes touch the ground i am pulled away by the ocean of truth being inside the dream means believing it’s real every imaginary pain twists at my heart begging to be known if only i had the strength to shake free and peel back the veil thick with tomorrow’s mistakes resting gently on fluttering lids restless with regret there was only ever this road the one that leads to the center this silent void that is more than empty heavy with hope this is what it means to be awake to be aware of the impossible illogical pattern repeating until it sounds like language like someone whispering welcome home #poetry #greymatter