For Whose Dream Is This ?A Poem by TheAimlessWandererI struggle I struggle will they hear my cries ? as the soul inside of me slowly fades and my mind slowly dies i become landscape a back drop for the night as my souls paints the sky shining as bright as only those around me i turn to darkness for souls embrace where i can be seen as this my place so i consign to oblivion as my heart beats as a hollow drum a darkness only seen in daylight eyes i wear a mask' my disguise so i may fade a memory happy and glad this is the mask i wear so i shed this hateful dread as i drip into the bottomless ocean and consign myself to oblivion for this is what i have become a hollow soul drowned by life provoked by thought deprived of words that will really be seen so i drift through this hollow dream.
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StatsAuthorTheAimlessWandererBritish Columbia, CanadaAbouti wish it was more clear who i am even to me it seems dim and held together by words that struggle from within the line is much to thin it is crossing over it is crossing over there no space between m.. more..Writing
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