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Not Just A Dream
Today I woke up from a weird dream. After few hours I realized it was not just a dream. It was reality. A friend died. I didn't know.It was too late for me to cry. In my dream my friend was saying good bye. I was just standing there waiting for my tears to come out. I lost a friend, a real friend. I feel sad, but happy at the same time. It is weird. These feelings are unique in life. I know my friend is still here, my friend knows that she is in my heart.
I'll never forget the dream. It was a special good bye. It was a gift from my friend to me. It was not just a dream. I know that someday, I'll be where she is. I hope she keeps waiting until I arrive. My life looks the same, but feels like it has changed. I'll keep the dream in mind. I'll have my friend in my memories and heart. Maybe I never told her my feelings. Now she is gone, but she knew since the beginning.
People are saying that I don't have a heart. In this dream shows me that it's not a fact. I have a heart, maybe a hard one. In this dream I couldn't say good bye, but my friend knows that I wish the best to her wherever she is. This dream was not just a dream. It was a special good bye. It was a gift from my friend to me. It was an odd and wonderful thing. This is my dream, not just a dream.
truly wonderful poem like you said sad but yet it makes you happy i know how you feel almost those exact same feelings are in me turly great poem
Psst.. It's me again. I'm going to call it, "Who's Next?" and place it under Death. I'll give you your credit.
I'm truly touched by this piece. I've been there alot. I've lost too many loved ones for my ripe age of twenty onee, but I can't change it. I wish to write a poem about death myself right now, but I'm not sure if it'll go under under Death or Abstract. Maybe, you'll choose to check it out later.
It is sad but death is part of life. Amazing to have your friend in your dream to say good-bye. Good Bye is not a pleasant word but here we go - life is not fair.
Beautiful! i love it! one love Corey & co
I love the concept behind this poem. You don't really realize the true meaning untill the end. To start with i thought it was an actual death that you were writing about.
-Crystal J