here i am, sitting
and the world is spinning around my ankles
tears well up in my eyes
i drift off and away
he takes my hand and leads
this tidal wave nightmare is over
my hurricane heart can fade out
dear guardian angel,
take your steps slow and sure
get to me
no matter what may become of you
get to me and take me away
we can cross this scenery like its a frozen clock
a stopped watch
a monochromatic painting
a pixelated nightmare
my poor eyes
and my poor emotions
creeping away
and leaving not a print
we slide under banisters
through walls and halls
this dream is over
take a deep breath
remember and appreciate.
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