Teetering on the Edge of Insanity
eyes bloodshot
head pounding
pulse throbbing
heart racing
i wake up in a cold sweat
take a good look around
the room is dark
i struggle to focus
what was that dream?
a bridge
high
narrow
old and broken
the only link between my sanity and me
a thin thread waiting to be bent
snapped
torn in two
shreds of my life hang from the sky
i lept over the murky water
reached out for the ropes on the bridge
hand falls short of the goal
*gasp*
just a dream
what's happening to me?
mind is bending the fine line
between fantasy and reality
what's real and what's not
am i losing my mind?
am i going insane?
the bridge folds and buckles under my weight
crash
down, down, down...
screaming, screeching, clawing, grabbing,
reaching for whatever will save me...
*GASP!*
just a dream, just a dream...
"just a dream," she says, as she hands me water.
"just a dream," she says,
as she smiles at me sadly
walking away
and i stare after her
wishing my arms were free
free of the stiff material that makes this jacket
(just a dream)
free of the room, so clean and empty
(just a dream)
free of all the medicine
(just a dream)
free
(just)
of
(a)
this
(dream)
NIGHTMARE.