Sometimes I Get Lost in The Darkness And The Mist

I wake as I often do
My limbs lifeless on the bed
Everything in grayish hue
I search my mind
Where are you

I see a different face
Of someone in the past
Oh no, a muted gasp
It cannot be
Not you

A panic rises in my heart
No, no, no
I do not want to be married to you
Get away from me

Sweating and trembling
I force my eyelids open
Relief floods my being
Hearing his even breathing

I reach out just to be sure
I touch his face
And I feel grateful
There you are
I am married to you

-JMKhapra

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