Pangea

Closed off, we wake from the dusk only to stepout into open air, just to see the same cloudsopening.

If this is a region people dream of,insomnia is the only cure- the only antidote.

You've been deceived into thinking this is theperfect life.

It's an illusion to your perception.

You've been deceived.

I wish time was stillancient so

I could bridge the gap betweenhere, between there, between you and

I.Frustration is setting in.

I am seeing red.

Thisblessing is a curse.

Counting all the thingsthat

I took for granted.

Counting down thedays.

Watching the clock as it just stands stillto just sail away.

Waiting for the morning thattakes me home, to take me home.

All of thisis worth every penny- every cent.

I would giveback everything just to be back home.

This isa bittersweet dream

I've dreamt.

Oh Pangaea,where have you gone?

I'm at all four cornersof this world.

Oh Pangaea, what have youdone?