"Reach"

lobb152

If this waking life is nothing but a dream then there is nothing to be. Nothing that can’t be undone or bound to soul. A dream within a dream like emptiness resting anxiously upon nothing. They do not speak but are aware of each other. Like scorned lovers they can only touch for fleeting moments. Yet in those instances Truth is revealed. Straight to the core the magnitude is such.

One can only hope to be embraced by the reigns of grace; before passing through The Veil. A glance back reveals only footsteps that fall away. These fading echoes are the only memories of your face. Longing for the future that was passed along and left behind. The silence is deafening with whispers to jump. Alluringly, the shadows beckon but there is a hesitation; with a blink the moment gone...

justam

This one is good.