not sure what i came back from just now, a window maybe, something was there.
seemed like entities were beside me
giving me support
touching me softly, ready to guide me
and i took that one last hit,
but could not commit
and let it out with a sigh
and the blues and the golds
that had colored my sight
turned back into gray
back into night
Get over it, fear and doubt, revealed in the light, then cast out!
Over is an idea, nothing more, not a person, more a dream.