An Awakening

I am awake for once.
The days gone by are forgotten like a dream.
I have only a vague memory of those months.

My past has left me in a quandary.
I have shame from my thoughts before.
I don’t know which are true.

My reality is a tenuous mist.
I wait for the chance to awaken again.

I had a moment where I broke.
I can see the line that I crossed.
It was neither announced nor marked.

When I awoke, my body was sick.
My mind had been lost in a haze.

Those mysteries are fading now.
I am finding the truth again.
I had had stark doubts and a confused mind.

I hope I do not sleep so hard again.
I wait to see the daylight with open eyes.

W. Wayne B.
June 2011

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.