Feeling alone in a field of poppies…

Photo by Roxana Crusemire on Unsplash
I got again lost in a poppy field.
I was alone, with my music
And with way too many thoughts.
I was sleepy and feeling hot.
The poppies looked like blood
of my demons and my nightmares.
I got again lost in a poppy field.
The sky was blue and clear.
The sun was burning my face.
The wind was blowing my hair everywhere
And I was whole for a moment.
Fighting alone with the inner demons
Is not easy.
A voice called me again and again.
You were there, fighting your monsters as well.
And then I got sonder.
Everyone was there!
Everyone is fighting with their demons.
Without realising that the others around them
are doing the same.
We feel alone in a field of poppies
Without even realising
That everyone is the same:
Feeling alone in a field of poppies…

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