Dim dream.

I've been living in a dim dream most of my life, it seems.

A dream filled with
Fear,
Superstition.

Occasionally, the fog
Lifts, and
I can
See
The path
Before me

I recoil.

Lead me away, lift me out
Let me up wake with eyes clear into the light bright
Of a new brand day

Take this dream away from me
I like her not
She amuses me no longer.
She never amused me much to begin with.