Before my Delusion becomes my Passion

Deep deep…
I am asleep…

Hurry hurry I must hurry…
And even my rest is rushed…
even my night is force and pressured…

how much more…till I implode…till I loose all vision…till my delusion is my passion…  my passion just a clever disguise for my executioner…

the darkness lights a fire…
I feel it’s warm invitation…
to enter…
into the stillness…

the wind blows…
and I listen…

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