I froze and couldn’t inhale
As if my oxygen was
Waiting for your cue
Don’t let me down
Don’t make my world darken
And put me back in that cold void
Called reality
I wanted to feel connected
I wanted to feel included
I wanted to feel that I had a safe place
To hide, a place I could finally feel was a
Home
I guess my dreams were not so misconstrued
Being a nomad without a destination
A lock without a key
A gun without a bullet
An emergency number that could not be remembered
Even a drug that could not be consumed
Lost, missing, lacking, empty
Trying to run away from one place
When you have nowhere to run too
Then you awaken to try and shake off
a feeling that those dreams are a
representation of your life
I finally realized I dont have
to wait for your cue
or your acceptance
because you were a figment
of my imagination
Just a sleepwalking
DREAM
