A vignette
The memories fade, leaving nothing. Thoughts of the present now enter, feelings for friends, for enemies, for lovers. Feelings of current regrets, current inaction are like a cancer, feeding on my doubt, my inhibition of my dreams. My mind clouds, leaving only nothing but darkness, emptiness, blackness.
In this darkness, a light pierces. A light of a pureness unheard of. A light of serenity, and in this light, I accept my doubts, my weaknesses, I turn them into strengths. I realise my failed dreams lead to new dreams, better dreams. A new sense of hope touches, caresses my body. Gently colouring my positivity, feeding it. Belief.
My heart beats again, my breath out is deep. All is still, and I awake.