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“Meeting My Muse (In Dreamland)” Do you ever wake with a sense of dread? Drenched in sweat as you lay in bed? It’s not the middle of the night nor quite morning yet And all the regret you’ve ever felt in your life Plays over in your head — on repeat You’re not yet on your feet That’s metaphorically meant It’s not the literal meaning I feel pitiful and meaning – less The meaning is You get to live a life of meaning Meaning if You are sleepless it’s because of this We all have dreams but nightmares exist It’s our choice to choose which reality we live And I’m positive you’re pissed if you live a negative life It’s time those demons get evicted ‘fore they turn vindictive and stick you in the back with a knife Quick! This action is right When this moment passes I have to take action in life Can’t sit around passive Thinking it’s all right Cause that’ll lead to sadness And more sleepless nights I need to reach the height Of my potential Or this pain will keep on Driving me mental I got how many likes? This life is superficial I keep getting “lead” on Like the tip of my pencil Basically I’m taking the Pace of the Turtle in the race Patiently This pace I keep Has Faithfully Made the hare Have to chase me You see The fools will be wise And the wise will be fools It’s a foolproof disguise In hell’s fire It’s a who’s who of lies Those well known liars Who despise what truth provides The sleuth uses his noodle To find the clues of crimes And the poet uses music to Fuse the tune with rhymes The proof is in the pudding The marmalades in a jam The can is left ajar He opens up when he can Too many puns to understand But just enough to confuse all of those throughout the land who have yet to meet my muse *For Much More Visit: atlasporter.com