{"sf1_id":867026,"sf2_id":"rn6V9K5n","title":"Awoken... (been a while...)","author":"Jiblits","words":185,"posted_at":"2015-05-29T04:38:00.000Z","tags":["Poem","Poetry","Short Story","slice of life"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/867026-awoken-been-a-while","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rn6V9K5n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/57/c8/57c8ec84-9e9e-4874-9424-c1e975c3c3e7","description":"Driven to write again, I'll share what I can for now...","content":"Awoken... (been a while...)\n\nEyes closed, I saw nothing but a wall  \n As I finally slept with eyes open, I could finally watch it fall  \n A dream or reality, it didn't matter either way...  \n In a blur so obscure, what you see can be night \u0026 day  \n Mismatched with memory a jumble of thought  \n You can forget to remember what you forgot...\n\nFor what seemed like I dreamed, I could only do whatever I wanted, nothing surprising in the least  \n Each night, with a heart hungry, my imagination had a feast\n\nIt was never enough, never seemed to fill  \n Every instant, the best of any dreamt thrill\n\nAs time passed, there was nothing to look forward to  \n All was as perfect as could be, I had but everything to do\n\nIt was a nightmare toward to deepest of desire  \n I was frostbitten as I stood in the fire\n\nSuch a way to go astray  \n I had nothing I needed to say...\n\nI hope only toward the best of the bridges between  \n After all, barren fields with work, can be, forever green...\n\n---Thanks for reading---  \n ---Always---\n\n  \n  \n\n"}