My eyelids slowly slide down my dreary eyes, filled with unspoken emotions. Visions of all that is, was and will be begins to fill the space behind. The pounding gets louder, now filling my ears with a drumming sound keeping rhythm to the visual display. A reality I once found familiar seems to be fading away at a rate I am increasingly more uncomfortable.

As each night falls another whirlwind fills the space I exist with more intensity. Reminding myself to breathe with the pulse, allowing the ebb and flow to rock me into a slumber. I wake feeling less rested than the night before, as though the worlds I travel have become one and rest no longer replenishes.

Have I slipped into a dimension I shall never fully return? Or perhaps this is the new reality in which I exist. Nevertheless, I wait to breathe easy once again. Never again shall I take those moments of ease for granite, nor shall I fail to see the grace granted to me daily.

Only love I seek. Only peace I wish for. Only the acceptance of all that is true shall bring the love and peace.