I can’t grasp the state of flux my mind is in. Walkin the tightrope that separates dream and reality. Slowly going insane. Am I out of my mind? Just in time? Or has the truth of reality taken over and forced me to live in my dreams while awake. Where am I going? Headed nowhere fast, or on the slow road to glory. . . Happiness is out of my reach.
The only way I can describe it is the slow downed movie version of she lives in my lap. But only the beat. I’m trapped. Inside. My mind?
I wanna be stuck inside that perfect moment. Live there forever. Euphoria. Warmth. Hope. Promise. But it’s gone. A bag floating in the wind. I’m out before I’m in.
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