Jabberwocky
Frumious Bandersnatch
i just woke up form this dream..i hope it makes sense...cause im all groggy right now.
Have you ever had a dream so real that it became reality?
Fantasy twisting its never never land tendrils of thoughts and emotions into the tangible.
What’s real any more? I’m not sure.
This waking dream this sought after ideal of normalcy.
I can hear a heart beat, I’m five years old again, and my mother loves me once more.
Pressed against her breast in a warm embrace.
My smile as long as the day. I feel again. Has it been that long since I’ve felt something…so pure…wonderful.
I’m fourteen now, And I can feel the warm embrace of another.
A lover whispering sweet something’s in my ear.
I love you I have always loved you.
I’ll never leave you. This means forever.
I’m comforted again. This happy life has erased all the woeful memories that have come before.
A tunnel approaches so dark, so sad nothing can penetrate it.
The piteous wailing keeps me awake. Why can’t I sleep? It’s been so long.
The tunnel ends and warmth floods over my senses. My feelings are half dulled something’s missing, yet I still go on.
This constant shifting makes me ill, uneasy.
What is this reality trying to tell me? Its me now I’m still walking in this hazy dream life.
The events of my present life flicker past me like lights on a subway train.
Going so fast, getting so bright…confusing me.
I cry out but no one is there I try to run but the noise gets louder.
The sound of a heart beat.
So deafening now as if the heart is beating down the seconds of time….
there’s not much time anymore…I wake….
crying, scared, alone I look for meaning in the myriad of emotions and find none.
The only words I hear, the only words I care to hear assaults my tender brain
“I miss you”
[This message has been edited by liquidphil1 (edited 16 November 2001).]
Have you ever had a dream so real that it became reality?
Fantasy twisting its never never land tendrils of thoughts and emotions into the tangible.
What’s real any more? I’m not sure.
This waking dream this sought after ideal of normalcy.
I can hear a heart beat, I’m five years old again, and my mother loves me once more.
Pressed against her breast in a warm embrace.
My smile as long as the day. I feel again. Has it been that long since I’ve felt something…so pure…wonderful.
I’m fourteen now, And I can feel the warm embrace of another.
A lover whispering sweet something’s in my ear.
I love you I have always loved you.
I’ll never leave you. This means forever.
I’m comforted again. This happy life has erased all the woeful memories that have come before.
A tunnel approaches so dark, so sad nothing can penetrate it.
The piteous wailing keeps me awake. Why can’t I sleep? It’s been so long.
The tunnel ends and warmth floods over my senses. My feelings are half dulled something’s missing, yet I still go on.
This constant shifting makes me ill, uneasy.
What is this reality trying to tell me? Its me now I’m still walking in this hazy dream life.
The events of my present life flicker past me like lights on a subway train.
Going so fast, getting so bright…confusing me.
I cry out but no one is there I try to run but the noise gets louder.
The sound of a heart beat.
So deafening now as if the heart is beating down the seconds of time….
there’s not much time anymore…I wake….
crying, scared, alone I look for meaning in the myriad of emotions and find none.
The only words I hear, the only words I care to hear assaults my tender brain
“I miss you”
[This message has been edited by liquidphil1 (edited 16 November 2001).]
