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Dreamy Delusions
Floating
Over lush green fields and rolling hills
Dotted with dandelions
A warm, glistening glow reflects off a pond
And a sweet breeze blows my chocolate hair into knots
With the blink of an eye there is howling
And I am whipped out of the sky
A sense of terror takes over my body
As a fever sweeps over
Everything
Warps
Colors spiral
Delusional ideas swirl in my mind
Haunting shapes billow
Everything is vivid and vague and beautiful and ugly at the same time
I’m walking on the moon
And then I’m dashing through a forest
And suddenly I’m back in the air
Floating
Over lush green fields and rolling hills
Dotted with dandelions
A warm, glistening glow reflects off a pond
And a sweet breeze blows my chocolate hair into knots
This incomprehensible, chaotic world disguises itself as normal
Playing itself over and over like a broken record
And somehow
When a sharp light streams through the cracks of your eyelids
And the unmistakable smell of bacon wafts through the air
You wake
And any memory of this other life slips from your mind as fast as the wind

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Dreams always confuse me because they are so weird and unnatural, but when you are in one everything seems so normal. They always escape from my mind before I can recite them to someone or write it down, and I wanted to capture all of this in my poem.