Falls and crawls, my void is screaming
Glares and stares, my eyes are slowly opening
Clangs and chimes of sirens roaring
Help and kindness of paramedics working

Awakening from a scary darkness
Knowing my dreams are disappearing

Ins and outs of doorways slamming
Shrieks and shrills of voices yelling
Highs and lows of painfully recovering
The difficulties of quietly surviving

Awakening to the renewal of dreaming
Beyond the curtains and screenings
Realizing my life is gradually healing

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Photo by Ivor Steven
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