the blue room

i slide through the floor of the blue room,
clutching at the door of stars as i go.
i was leaving again
it always begins the same
have you ever awoke from a dream?..a dream so real, so alive?
then have reality crash into you like a tsunami that carries you farther and farther
from your dream till its a dim memory....then gone?

the stark desolation of the blue room is my reality now...again.

i curse..the blue room, again? i gaze at the door of stars, i long to be there,but it is
locked..always locked...the floor opens, i slide through, grasping at the door of stars..
again.

a reply to: autopat51
i will not return, i will not return, i will not return

the brightness of the room is blinding and terrifying.

here i go again
they wait for me
the tsunami slams me

"congratulations mrs Events
its a boy!

a reply to: autopat51

Very nice

thank you
i hope you understood what i was trying to convey