EpilepsyA Poem by KeeDA person feels most at peace when the body and mind are sound asleep It is then we start to dream a subconscious state of imagery what lies beneath the water lurking how many steps before the rainbow breaks we decipher our dreams in an awakened state but some pieces of the puzzle we still contemplate these voids in our memory serve a terrifying purpose these missing pieces are from where nightmares surface they attach themselves to our brain so we may never see the light again But it is not enough, our dreams for them They want to break free so we experience hell Like shots of electricity shooting through our brain You always remember your first seizure If you're epileptic you'll have one again
© 2013 KeeDAuthor's Note
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Added on August 11, 2013Last Updated on September 7, 2013 |


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