MeaningA Poem by Omegax45What if dreams are more than just dreams?Meaning by Omegax45 I find myself standing in the ruins of a city. This place is familiar. What has happened to it? Then I realized something. This is a dream. It has to be. There are no other people. No other creature. Just me. As I think, I walk. The more I think, the faster I walk. I am soon running. Kicking rubble in the road. Climbing over debris. I am desperate to find someone. Anyone. I hear no sound of birds cawing. No sound of dogs barking. I trip and fall to my knees. I scream for anyone or anything to find me. Comfort me. Tell me it’s alright. The ground opens up underneath me and I fall. I try to scream, but my throat closes up. Darkness takes my vision. I am going to die. My back hits something. I am covered in something soft. I open my eyes to my bedroom. It is morning. I fell out of my bed. Scowling, I free myself from my blankets and put them on my bed. I get dress and go to make breakfast. The television is on. The news is playing. I am frozen by the reporter’s words. I listen until another noise catches my attention. I turn my head to the window. A large metal cylinder is falling into the area between my house and my neighbor’s. All becomes white afterwards. The End © 2011 Omegax45Author's Note
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