Blackout Poetry – IV

I’m overwhelmed;

Every movement

A form of sleep,

Reality,

Some infinite being,

All of this

Invisible, all, in fact,

Nonexistent.

Β©Aaysid

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  1. I understand the sensation of becoming overwhelmed. Introverts tend to go through this far too often. “Checking out” for a while to recharge in silence does feel sort of like a dream at times. This is a really effective piece, Aaysid, and it inspires some deep reflection. I love your poetry! πŸ™‚

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