it was a rough night but the sun still rose. i could use more light, i suppose, and your presence calms me. so why don't we go ahead and get some pancakes? i need a change from my frosted flakes something only you and i share that's a little sweeter and full of care. when i'm with you, it just feels right.
my eyesight was blurry but i was not worried i felt a cool wind blow my thoughts crawled so slow tadpoles swam swift so small hardly moving at all one moved outside my sight swam fast toward the light my eyes darted after enticed by light and laught'r lovely sweet scene i see my friends gather'd round me!
i've grown up with a recurring dream: i'm floating in a river carried by a current i cannot see or feel. my body a rag doll to the unfeeling child called fate. without realizing it, i've submerged, yet feel nothing just as before. i thought maybe, after all this time, i'd violently awake as my ethereal lungs filled with cold water, but i still gently float to the sandy riverbed, hardly feeling a thing. my eyes open slowly, heavy with tears. it used to affect me when i was much younger. but now, i simply wipe my tears and let the current i cannot see or feel lull me back to sleep.