Waking up From the Haze

Time to turn the page

It rained for days

I missed the sun’s rays

mind hidden in a maze

Will I emerge from the haze

or remain in a daze?

The book sits

and sits

pages

fading

forever more

I try

and wonder why

Why can’t I come back?

and stay on track

Why do I run

yet stay in place?

If I did

My brain would rest

but I chase and chase

for what?

I don’t know

I can’t keep the pace

The haze is fading

uncovering

what is real

so much to feel

No safety rails

or dreams

to escape from

That world

I had created

has dissipated

It’s time to turn the page

and move to the next stage.