Struggling to keep the reality distant,
Wading through tenuous dreams.
Thoughts come and go in my head in an instant,
Silence prevents me from screams.
Dreams are like plots, with some characters in it,
Delving into it, I fall.
Planet's blue dot, like a one conscious spirit
Seemingly answers my call.
Flowers in bloom - silent shimmering slightly,
I'm waking up in a maze.
Knowing one's fate may be seemingly brightly -
Dream passed, but morrow stays.
2022