'Unconscious' Then... Poem by moon batchelder

i was unconscious all those years ago,
those years in hell.
surely they would more torment me
now i've tasted heaven.
i barely felt the tumult then,
too caught up to be much aware.
frantic, in a constant panic,
or lapsing into bland despair.

but now, i've woken up from dreams, at last
from dreams that bind.
tho heaven may some days elude me still,
within this peace of mind.
perhaps some future time and place,
i'll reminisce on yesterday
and wonder how did i endure
the hell called paradise today.