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Distant Dreams
Into nothing, I slip away
Far from life I begin to stray
I reach for a hand, nothing to hold
I thought you would be waiting...
A distant shout, a silent whisper
I drop my head as my plea falls short
The blood on the walls says the plot grows thicker
My surroundings fall in, the images distort
I see a face, hidden by shadows
I try to scream, nothing comes from within
Slowly dropping to my knees in my demise
I realize this dream is about to end
I really like the feeling in this poem... I like all of your poems because you actually say how you feel.. great job keep up the good work
That is a very swell poem. I find, that like the song "mad world" by Gary Jeules*, the dreams in which I'm dieing are the best I ever had, i'm not quite possitive if you feel the same, but oh well! I do like this poem very much though, keep writing.
sweet, nice poem. like it alot good work ~ colette ~
Awesome piece... I look forward to reading more.
The blood on the walls says the plot grows thicker
yours or someone elses?
Interesting. I haven't read a poem like this, so congrats on this.
I really like your writing style, you have talent, keep writing. Good job doll.
<3/evelyn.