Woke up from a nap
my head is in a twirl.
Try to steady myself
as i resist lying back again.
Away from my thoughts
i hear the music blasting.
But my ears feel pressure
coming from the air so still.
Time akin to stopping
man on the moon i feel.
Seeking my way out
of this finely weaved webbing.
Looking for my chocolates
my happy food I call.
I'm not unhappy
not enough to be happy yet.
Sense of emotions getting wrecked
like a compass going crazy.
Felt a sense of defeat
masking over me.
If its a cloak on my back,
its truly dense to the thread.
A loss when nothing is fought,
what exactly the stake forfeited?
I guess i know but silent in words
for i wish not to aloud the unsaid.
Fear i see that is keeping me mute
apparently I'm facing my dreaded.
Amusing i felt as i observed
that I recover my lost muse.
In that instance of my worst
where i got to be my best again.
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