Their eyes bring me back.

I go out in my dreams
slipping within other heads
thinking thoughts that belong to them
giving them a stronger voice
with the keys
hitting the track pad
finding spaces to make words
rather than strings of letters.
Stability is important,
as a writer
I feel planting roots within life
keeps my mind aware and awake.

My dreams appear
and they play.
As if during the day
I must uncoil myself
and figure out
where I begin
and where make believe ends.
As if my husband and children
are my beacon
myself a captain
coming back home from the sea of thought
and it’s their eyes that bring me back.
As I say this is truly life
for their eyes
are what keeps me sane
and helps me differentiate reality
from a dream.
Their light is my home.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina