A quick, urgent and breathless scribble…
*~~ Disillusioned ~~*
When I could have been sleeping,
I tried to wake you up
From the irreversible reverie that would
Soon be our nightmare.
The incompleteness of this very emotion
Is my undoing and your way of reason;
But, alas! It’s not even a pale green
Of envy; it’s not a flame but a flicker
Of thought process preceding
Every new sunrise…
It’s not an escape from insanity
But an escapade of sanity
That is more illusionary than hallucinations…
I know you wouldn’t believe me
When I say I was the one awake
And you the one sleeping through it all…
– October 1st, 2013
© Sana Rose 2013
Breathless indeed !
*smiles* Thank you Louis!