the other side

you try to stay there
suspended in that
soft and foggy
moment as
sleep escapes,
floating in an
iridescent bubble
where all is right
with your world.
you have love and
security and your life
has real meaning,
but the harder you try
to hold onto it, the
faster it slips away.
you're left wishing
that you hadn't
caught that glimpse
there between
slumber and waking,
felt that warm,
glowing peacefulness,
because you had never
been quite as aware
before that things
were so wrong,
here on the other side
of the dream.