...and then my eyes were opened
looking around the room, everything was
dispersive . . . different
as if efferent

...sliding across the sheets seemed rougher
touching the floor with cold feet, worn out,
but tougher; fitted to this ripping . . .
as if stripping

...sloughing off the pain and all my bad thoughts;
the sun never shined like this before! Subsisting...
. . .and this day,
 it was breaking light through all the crevices,
as if kissing

and I . . .
I’m opening my mouth in awe!
I can hear myself think for once and bear it!
I’m convincing,
yet somewhat hesitant in,  how?
As if, " Wow!"

...How does this happen?
What did it take?; who brought me to this point, and why?
Yeah, I can go back to bed, but I’m up for good!
Remanding, Unfailing,
as if standing. . .

I am up for the first time in my life,
and I’m never going back to sleep that nightmare again!
When I lay my head on my pillows, I want to dream dreams and fly!
As if I . . .

I. . . me, my life and all it has to offer,
I matter!
For what am I to anyone without glowing, knowing. . .?
Like these rays that illuminate my thoughts,
as if oughts!   Flowing. . .

I must find me under last nights covers, grab my soul and run,
run into this tunnelling,
because now I see the light everyone else did
I just couldn’t wake myself up in the middle of my own nightmare . . .
as if scared

You know all the people in the world could care
but to appreciate, we must reciprocate
Open hands can only stay open for so long,
and then, in time, just before its too late,
we open ours for someone else . . .
another tunnel builder?
As if. . . bewildered

We can’t slumber, nor wake, in peace without substance
Looking around the room, everything made sense, the light,
His cross . . .
As if lost

He found me...

Copyright 2007
Kimmy Van Kooten