random fragments
of
your life
are
scattered around
the floor
of
your conciousness
as
you shuffle
from
one thought
to
the other
they
become
less
coherent
your past
becomes
indiscernible
from
dreams
and
nightmares
nightmares
that soon
envelop
your days
so your days
become indistinguishable
from nights
now
life
as you had
envisioned it
is
forgotten
only
basic
survival routines
exist
your movements
no longer
have any real purpose
other than
to
sustain
in
an unpremeditated manner
the dreams
and
nightmares
Read Between the Minds 