I realized one night while I was sleeping wide awake, that some time ago, I'd slipped into a comatose state.
Conscious, I am to the rest of the world.
Unconscious internally.
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introspective insinuation by trudging the path from past idyllic to the state of being present despised yet fear of feeling anf feeling of exuberance all alike the reeks of metamorphosis flounces the repose the light when shadowed by the deep darkness..............wonderful style of expression, the stance when engulfed by the despondence, well penned,10+, thanks for sharing
It is a nice poem, I enjoyed it much.