I was, muddled with an early rise
I remember, my mind was void
I wokeup, with a thick head
I could, sense a weird change
I was, cold and weak the entire day
I remember, the pale dreamcatcher gazing at me
I could, feel the stillness of my room
I knew, the nightmare was crashing me
I gasped, as I opened the white curtain
I remember, the colorful words of my mother
I glanced, the flower bloom unfolding good vibes
I stood up, patting myself saying stay calm.
© Karma