Lovely DreamsA Poem by MJ WilkinsonHeart dead. soul in hand. drowning in a bloody ocean. pain swimmng in an endless flow. rust stained razor dropping to a stone bottom. water rains down. life dripping away. an undying abyss. screeching white light. soundless black darkness. death has arrived. coming to take what soul belongs to him mine. so pale. no life blooming. lifeless in illuminating mistakes. death never tasted so tempting. sudden cold feels the room. his breath wispy as the air surrounding us. he speaks but is not heard. horrible screehing. menacing darkness. was this manifestation of death a reality? could this have been death wanting to be a salvation from a seering infestation of daily pain? it seems this may have just been one of my many Lovely Dreams. © 2009 MJ Wilkinson |
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