Dazed

I know I must move forward,
Stop holding myself back.
I know I must forgive
And let myself forget.

But it’s so hard
To forgive and forget,
When all you feel is regret.

I put one foot forward
But the other steps back.
It’s like there’s something I forgot to do
And if I move on I’ll have regret.

I’m lost in the fields,
Out in the valley of death.
I’m an angel without wings.
A broken yo-yo without the string.

All this pain,
All the stress,
I’m never able to rest.

Fear had its hold on me,
Before I passed its test.
Now all that’s left is this scar, upon my chest.

The last demon,
The final test.
The demon that crawls from my mind,
From the recess of my memories.

The one nightmare I can’t forget.
Its claws keep sinking deeper,
Further into my chest.

I feel pinpricks
 Like needles,
Running down the length of my spine.

Like the pain of my soul
Being ripped from its body,
When all it wants to do is rest.

There's turmoil in my mind,
As reality clicks with my dreams.
I'm trying to fight out of my daze.
I'm trying to grasp onto reality,
as it slips and weaves in and out of my grasp.

I feel
The overwhelming need to breathe
When there’s plenty of air.
The more rational side of my mind is
Telling me reality is not here.

If it’s not here than where is it?
How can I escape?
Why am I running in circles?
I feel,
Is that a hand?

Help, help me please!
Again there it is.
the feeling.
A hand moving, passing over me.

I’m not there though,
Where am I?
I feel the hand again,
What is it doing?