the state of being exposed to reality
and letting the heavy burdens
rest on feeble bones

It is when one's rest
is the most peace place to reside in
to openly create anything and everything
that brings life to one's existence

This is what causes me to view life as a dream
one very long never ending dream
where death is the only way to wake up

I'm insane, I know
my head is exploding with visuals
and my sleep contains odd shapes and figures
but I enjoy my strangeness
and embrace the long silver webs
that are entangled within
my mind.