A Dream Within a DreamA Poem by Orlando Wynn
The face of an angel,
An angel plauged by death The irony couldn't get much better. Yet her very existance is something to marvel and admire. I'm sure she had more important matters to deal with, Yet she pushed me on when my doubts were high. Embraced me when my spirits came low, along with memories that will always be kept close to my heart. There can never be a way I would ever be able to thank her for all the time shared. I often find myself wishing I wasn't so blind. Unafraid of harm but left terified by my own flaws. Every day is another sigh exhaled by my breath wasted on self hatred. A feeling of complete worthlessness, empty inside. I wish I had been a better person to her considering all the trust she put in me and closeness shared between us. I was afraid of falling again, I set up a wall of deception to keep the inevetable shame away. But in the end it still stood a faliure because the p ain's still here and now I'm by myself. No one to speak to in the dead of night, nobody to rest by my side till I'm consumed by my dreams. © 2014 Orlando WynnFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on June 18, 2014 Last Updated on June 18, 2014 AuthorOrlando WynnFLAboutHello people of the planet Earth. My name is Orlando, I'm 18 and have an unhealthy habit of listening to Kid Cudi... life isn't as it seems. more..Writing
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