A ghost
From so long ago
Submerged
It emerges
And echos from the past
Rise through your chest
Like a crisis
A chorus of sobs and heaving
All the way into and through
Your gut
Wrenching your heart
And your mind wills
A full stop.

So only in your dream
Do demons drift
Through the passage
Of dark timelessness
It is here you process
The shadow
The dark mother
The emptiness
The void
That binds
And tethers you to
Your pain

And here in this hazy abyss
You are safe to process
In symbols and archetypes
Until the fear that's so real
Through a series of false awakenings
Sends you careening back into
Your earthly body

Knocked out of magic
And back into time
Yearning yet afraid to return to
The dreamscape