impossible as it may seem..

impossible as it may seem..
wake up from this reality in your dream..

you think every door you turn towards, slams shut in your face,
within you, you're clogged. Empty of space.

your own thoughts launch attack upon attack,
very soon, all you begin to see, is your own black.

shaken, rattled, out of breath,
you start experiencing a non-existent death.

the world, it seems, is waging a war against you.
like torturing you, is all every one's here to do.

withdrawing into the deepest realms of nowhere,
fortunate were you, to hear that voice, amidst such despair.

feeble. weak. unimposing. liquidy almost, did it sound.
but you knew, you were home. your conscience, you'd found.

the clatter and din,
caused by your sin

seemed diminutive, all of a sudden
in comparison to that tiny voice within.

it squeaked, from beneath the debris of your broken self
chided you. reminding you, that unbroken is yourself

that way it has been, is, and for eternity will be,
to the lock that you're in, said it, this is the key.

a hundred advisers, a million 'well-wishers,' couldn't do to you, what that little voice did,
it unleashed the stream of power, rid the misconceptions behind which you hid.

every bud, each ray of sunlight, the glistening drops of dew,
now seem brighter, for a reason you can't construe.

and you walk past doors, open or closed,
your thoughts more gentle, leaving you composed.

attacks, wars, torture now choose to flee,
above it all are you, when they see.

impossible as it may seem..
wake up from this reality in your dream..

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