Outside the leaves sway dancing with the wind

but as I close my eyes

my thoughts crash

into its four walls

novice thoughts meeting old, traumatic ones

I fight and I fight them until I drift off into sleep.

Suddenly I am back in my hometown- Pacifca.

It’s a cold, foggy afternoon

and I am running along the beach like a seasoned

marathon runner.

Then I run past a huge whale

on the shore

I begin to run faster and faster

Not understanding why

until I’m at a full sprint

I can hear waves crashing

behind me

I couldn’t look back

as fear plagued my mind

I kept running and looked down

and saw my naked feet

I looked up and at the end is a treasure chest

I don’t feel any attachment to it

Waking up confused from my dreams

The urge to drink already

The only way to escape from this reality