I am paralyzed by a fictionalized view I once had
Changing misdemeanors into minors after swallowing a
Tasteless soup, leaving bitter staining on my lips
Nothing but the truth can I spew.
Now, we walk into a field, where faceless men chase me
Embedding themselves incessantly through my dreams
I’m all alone with no one to hear my screams.
Who can I blame?
It’s all the same, we walk into a field,
Where these faceless men still chase me,
Tailing me behind as close as a slight sliver of a cool breeze
touching the back of your neck.
I thought I lost them, squeezing through impossibly small spaces,
flying through the air, up, up, up
Into the sky I go, passing through clouds.
I always thought they would be fluffy.
Somehow, I fall,
falling into that sinking feeling you get riding down the back of a tall hill
My dad used to drive out to the country, driving through long, steep hills,
Is this a dream? Where have you been, daddy?
Mommy, I peed on myself.
Why do dreams have to skim past the best parts?
Back to reality. Don’t worry. They will still have time to catch me tomorrow.
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