A Dream

A Dream

Awaken from deep slumber after a long time rest

Discovering my vicinity, not even a possession to claim mine

Taking a thorough look at myself, deliberating on my existence with nothing to  proudly called mine

Making up my mind to say “I am wretched”

Clashed and messed up lacking the monetary for my upkeep

Stride out bumping into the commoners which i called  my people

Demanding of their long time debt i owe

Thrutch into their midst requesting their profit

I was held down, stroke harshly and punish severely for my actions

Paranoid of public speaking which i called Glossophobia 

Longing for a demise after experiencing pain-prior to-death

Drowning in ecstasy after my own death

Realizing my existence with a drop of hydrogen hydroxide  by a passerby who grind to a halt for that of my motionless body lying helplessly in the highway in a pull of red liquid flowing out of me

Blinking twice with a closer look, gazing at the figure whom cease my journey to a place of no return 

Stretching forth a hand to aid me up

I glanced with a scornful look of “how could you when i'm dead”

Clothed and sheltered giving a refuge by a stranger 

Uncommon solidarity by a stranger when am not an exception 

Experiencing that which i’ve been lacking 

Clothed in wealth, nurture and culture in luxuries 

Actualizing that i was destitute due to my state of mind 

Awaken by the alarm which only reminds me of my status……..in destitution

Oh no……..it's just a dream.