My Once, Innocent Dreams

My Once, Innocent Dreams

“Great men hallow a whole people, and lift up all who live in their time.” – Sydney Smith

My Once, Innocent Dreams

The
fetal position
feeds on me.
Arms swallow me whole,
digesting my insides on outsides.

My
mouth opens,
drooling on me.
I wipe the shame
that came from my insides.

It
is salty.
It is mine.
I only share when
it’s my idea to share.

I
fall asleep.
Mind wanders on.
Head struck by lightning,
electrifying my once, innocent dreams.

You
lift me.
Raising my spirits.
Giving me the hope
that I so desperately need.

No
more dreams.
No more release.
Just a moment to
appreciate the things you have.

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