- i'm alleviated,
the one thing i can't stand is the being of not held,
drowned I suffer,
or so' told in a dream,
of quiet peace,
am I found here?
the whole place with black nothingness,
i cry, but no one can hear the echoes,
of sound mindedness,
bearing brief relief of total control,
i'm not dead I'm just surrounded by water,
is it a holy place?
dream caught I lay still floating on my back looking upwards,
if this is death then I'm at home,
but the surrounding is decieving,
for the sight of it is nothing,
my mind is full of thought,
where am I at?
do I like it here?
my face is dull, but my mind is loaded,
futher and further, do i fall,
just like shadows i can't resist,
then i wake up!