Power Lines

it was like a dream 

and i rushed to take it

now shaking and tired 

i can’t trust or fake it

the rising crush 

of your reality fills me

when i try to scatter 

it grabs and distills me

i’m ready to leave now 

open the door

i’m ready to go 

and get off of this floor

but power lines 

i keep getting tangled up in

when i start to fly and i fall

blind in dreams 

to the realities that we’re swept up in

will i wake up then

i will i will wake up then