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