Chasing after the sun.

Like the sun, you make my palms sweat and my heart palpate.
You brighten my life and leave my darkness shadowed behind me.
You surround me most of the day, warming me like a piece of clothing I wear, but disappear at night,
Then I find myself chasing after your existence, but end up writing words that don’t even rhyme

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Haunted Dream

You run towards the doors, opening them, and find yourself at the edge of a mountain. You reach up to a cloud, because maybe if you touch it, you might feel cold..real? I don’t know – anything. You’re on your tip toes – dammit! You’re falling at high speed, like gravity is sucking you merciless.
Then you wake up. And once again. It’s just. A dream.