Lucid

She rollerblades across the water
Ironing out the ripples in the waves
The harder I try to remember
The more that slips away

Every morning is the same
Can't recall
Can't maintain
Never shake this feeling quite so vague

Another apocalypse at recess time
Children screaming every night
Silhouettes invisibly opaque

I close my eyes and it's clear and lucid
Wake up to a world less vivid
Sleeping should not feel more real than this

Thoughts form slowly and once they're spoke
Soon forgotten or revoked
Why should I think anything at all?

All my actions
All I can see
None of these things 
Belong to me
Life plays as if on a screen
Pinned to the edge of my seat

I want to feel cognizant
Don't even know if I am conscious
Rather be anxious
Than constantly lethargic
Short term memory
All greige everything
Present,
But not quite here

?:

Author's Note

listen to thy sounds https://hueflux.bandcamp.com/album/a-series-of-whistles-and-clicks

Reviews

[Wonderland Asylum]

I really like how every line flows for me.
The stanza "Another apocalypse at recess time
Children screaming every night
Silhouettes invisibly opaque", I love this, I really am able to visualize this.
Great work.