Seamless state

Trapped in the wake of a dream.
Unable to see and feel the existence of light.
Questions raised as answers fall from up high.
No point in searching for significance
as everything feels wrong.
Images flash before my mind
and slow my train of thought.
I long for meaning and demand cohesion
as love falls down like rain outside.
A slumbering coma tells me lies of
places I once longed for,
people long gone.
Slowly the soil erupts and cracks as
light seeps through.
Released from the mental prison into
a state of consciousness.
Fully aware of truth and illusion.