Steven Harris


Reality


Sitting on the end of the bed spaced out
zoned out into the universe
letting my mind race into the ouzone
i don't know where it's going or when it's coming back
but it's out there now
drifting through time and space and wonder
falling through clouds of energy
it's all misty and it's loud but it's there
lost in the zone of my head.

I need to be there more
i need to go into this energy more
zone out more and fall into this sea
get away from this crap that surrounds this reality
the illusions are much better then reality
the falsehood right now in my head it's much more real
fake faces have filled this void in space
the monsters have taken over
this world that i'm seeing at the end of my bed is more peacefull
more real than the fakes that roam this place
i want to be here more and remain here at all time
but i cant, it's time to wake up now
time to wake from this space, wake up.

Submitted: Friday, May 17, 2013
Edited: Friday, May 17, 2013

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I wrote this sometime ago when i was.. Well, i think with the way this is written it's pretty obvious what i was.

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