mythical (Free verse) by SupremeDreamer
thats this world in a nutshell
or another insane explaination
which has meaning only to me.
There's a point in time
where reality became what it is now;
a dream that attained substance
somehow, sometime before my eyes formed
before I could breathe air
and before color could reach my cornea.
There's a day where I could create
and be the one who moves the stars;
it was before time and space
unfolded over the darkness
before there was light.
I wrote destiny when awakening
and have changed it before learning
to crawl upon tiled floors.
But all this explains nothing
forever remaining to alien eyes
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