long lost magic
returns every night
where i soar
my freedom unbound
i am limitless
but each morning
i come crashing down
just before awakening
to this stark reality
sometimes my mind
is too real
for my own sake
so my battle
rages on and on
it’s hard sometimes
knowing…
i seldom talk about
my diagnosis
nowadays
the banal looks
of horror or pity…
could be both
i reach within
to still my mind
now i ride
this is where
i let me go…
as if i’m dreaming
now i soar in
my waking moments
only the sounds of
me breathing…
harder and harder
faster and faster
no pain here…
no hurt here…
no sickness here!
Peace and blessings!
