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Lucid Dreams

Reality bleeds answers

A violent scene

Caught between these dancers

I swim through

Your cults and

Your Jokes and

Your Blood lines

And start my

Ascension

I’m grateful

That something

Looks out from

These empty eyes

Then I wake up

Out of the dust

Tryna be whole

But I’m broken up

As real as it seems

I’m breaking the seems

Not dead or alive

But in between

These lucid dreams

They clipped our wings

Like they don’t think we matter

Like drowning in

An ocean with

No answers

I’ll save you

I’ll take you to

Church on the inside

Where stones burn like splinters

We all rise and walk off the edge of our own lives

Then I wake up

Out of the dust

Tryna be whole

But I’m broken up

As real as it seems

I’m breaking the seems

Not dead or alive

But in between

These lucid dreams

Away from here but

Right where i should be

Dreaming is a gods reality

The world against us

The wind beneath our feet

Waking up inside

This lucid dream

Then I wake up

Out of the dust

Tryna be whole

But I’m broken up

As real as it seems

I’m breaking the seems

Not dead or alive

But in between

These lucid dreams