Thoughts that leaked out of my head years ago and were written down in the form of poetry? Maybe these words will cause you to stop and think?

Time, once there, in lands far from away, delusional dreamers were.

Locations, human beings, in forms fair, therein blinked.

Confounded, places unbounded, thinking paused.

Streams, flowing expectations, not respected.

Desktop, icons with files, automatically opened.

Holes, darkness encircling, consciousness questioned.

Terror, one breathe after another, uninterrupted.

Heartbeats, new energy waves, warmth expanded.

Shrieking hiss, frozen stone, hope consumed.

Hands, curious movements, novelty sought.

Texture, familiar shapes, anxieties comforted.

Shining, contrasting reflections, focus sharpened.

Cold, frozen pain, words anticipated and rejected.

Friends, temporary pacifiers, loneliness abated.

Solitude, human identity, desperately explored.

Itching skin, compelling emotions, recklessly scratched.

Written words, burning yawns, subject, objects and verbs completed.