Restless Dreams

Hurt by failure.

Betrayed by hope.

Discouraged by disappointment.

Paralyzed by insecurity.

I stand—bemused.

My dreams staring back at me,

restless,

homeless,

asking when.

Each minute slips through my fingers.

Like wind—I cannot catch it.

Like space—I cannot contain it.

Like breath—I cannot buy it back.

Again, I stand—stunned by my own longing.

My dreams still waiting.

Still watching.

Still begging for a place to land.

Lack has become my excuse.

Giving up, my quiet refuge.

Loneliness, my sudden comfort.

Yet the eyes of my soul refuse to close.

Even now.

As I lie still—

naked before the torment of sleepless visions,

my dreams will not release me.

Powerless, yes.

But not empty.

Because somewhere beneath the weight,

beneath the silence,

beneath the doubt—

the dream still breathes.

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