Hello everyone! This is a short writing that is connected to another poem kind of story from “Soul searching #4” post. Please read and enjoy.
Is This The Midnight Spirit?
Gasping for air as I rise from my bed.
I stare at the dark, abandoned road that is in front of me.
“How did I get here?” I ask myself.
I thought I was in my cozy, and safe bedroom.
I stand numb, and unable to move, but why? What is the meaning of this? Is this reality, or a dream?
At that very moment it hit me.. I understood what was happening.
Oh how could I forget??
This is neither a dream nor is it reality.
The place where I’am, is right in the middle of both.
The place in between our dreams and our reality.
I have been here before! I’m sure of it!
“Hello” said a uneasy sounding voice that made my soul feel a bit unsettled.
“What is this place?” I asked out loud.
“Midnight Spirit, Midnight Spirit, Midnight Spirit” this voice kept repeating and repeating these two words “Midnight Spirit”.
What does it mean?
Photography: Anthony Singh
Label: When Stars Misguide Us
Writer: Anthony Singh
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