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Welcome to my Bubble

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Welcome to my Bubble


Welcome to my bubble

Admission is free

No timeline

No clocks tick tock or rewind

No hands to chime

As I close my tired eyes

Welcome to my imagination of my own creation

There are no closed doors

Only the windows of my mind

Please visit, if you want

You are invited to take a seat

There are no replays or repeats

The tall shadows that walk in the corners of my eye

The patterned wallpaper changes every night

The room seems to gain more walls

I awake

I don’t where I am

This sinister dream carries on

There is no time

Yet, this bubble of my mind

Spins and turns

Some sinister crew

Fairground rides

As my eyes see the checkered floor

In my bed

I forgot the last second

Mind completely wiped

No recognition

My eyes must be rolling

In a deep sleep

As I reach the seabed of my sleep

Turning over rocks and sand

A treasure to find

This theatrical play of my mind

Writes and acts out

Wild and free

No story

No words or lines

Just inconsequential

Confusion, delusion and hallucinations

All quite normal

An alarm rings from the world restricted by time

Or my brain says it is wake up time

No memory of the dream

I once lived

The bubble has burst

Down back to a rocky earth

Bumping into reality

Admission is still free

As I write a poem

About my mind of sleep

Catching my imagination in net of creativity

Welcome to my bubble

Admission is free


Toria

20/11/2022

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