Poem: Another Dream

I took a day off.

Then I remember why that simply cannot be.

My life has been on hold, and now it is holding on to something.

Things that made sense are now a blur.

Make believe is not an option that I can have.

I want a dream, but life is simply anything but.

When will I learn to live with me and not a dream?

Is there a dream that I can have to simply be seen?

I would just like to know, before they tell me to go.

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