{"id":704,"date":"2009-08-11T14:52:27","date_gmt":"2009-08-11T14:52:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/averral.com\/blog\/?p=704"},"modified":"2009-08-11T15:01:46","modified_gmt":"2009-08-11T15:01:46","slug":"waking-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/2009\/08\/waking-up\/","title":{"rendered":"Save me, before its too late"},"content":{"rendered":"
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In my dreams I was drifting in and out of consciousness
\nI tried to open my eyes but all was blank
\n
\nAll was quiet, too quiet. <\/p>\n

I struggled to open my eyes once more <\/em><\/p>\n

The images turned into a multi colour surrealistic world
\nSilver rivers and golden grass, pink horses and rainbow colours
\nFairies, devas, angels and guardians
\nThey were all surrounding me
\nand I never felt so beautiful <\/p>\n

In my cotton white garment, I asked why I am here
\nAnd why is my hair long and gold?
\nThey told me, you have came back to heavens
\nand we are waiting for you to join us back here all along <\/p>\n

I never felt so happy to feel accepted once more
\nI smiled like an angel and held their hands
\nWhile they smiled back merrily back at me
\nTelling me they are here to take me back <\/p>\n

For my mission is not complete.
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\nI tried to open my eyes once more
\nAnd I saw my room fill up my view
\nWhite walls, wooden frames, a plastic table
\nI tried to move my hands but I could not <\/p>\n

For hours I stared at the ceiling
\nWondering if I could ever move my body again
\nFor I was motionless and still
\nAnd wishing I was in paradise once more <\/p>\n

Wondering what if I don’t wake up one day
\nWill I be missed by others?
\nWondering if there was anyone who loved me at all
\nFor I always felt alone in this world<\/p>\n

One against the world, that is how I feel. <\/em><\/p>\n

Using every inch of will power I had, I feebly moved my hands
\nand dialed the emergency number with my shivering fingers<\/p>\n

Save me… I still want to live<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

In my dreams I was drifting in and out of consciousness I tried to open my eyes but all was blank All was quiet, too quiet. I struggled to open my eyes once more The images turned into a multi colour surrealistic world Silver rivers and golden grass, pink horses and rainbow colours Fairies, devas, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[4],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\n