In this space beyond consciousness
I am finally at peace.
In the pauses between deep breaths
I have no worries.
In this hazy unawareness
I can just exist,
or cease to exist, for a while.
In this blissful world within my mind
I am without stress.
Hours pass that I am unaware of.
No need for clocks.
No tick tock seconds dragging by.
Time just slips away here.
I roam through the green woods
of my deepest subconscious.
I am free in my mind forest.
I can visit happier times.
Memories of when things were okay.
It's been a while.
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Hannah Lorrelle
I am a writer who is still trying to find her way in this great wide world. I strive to write stories that touch people's lives in some small way.
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