Follow?

Won't you come with me, back to reality? I can't follow you anymore into the unknown. I've grown tired of the illusions. I don't want to have to wonder if I can find my way out again. I know we have great adventures and it's fun, most of the time, but there are demons hidden there that I don't wish to confront again. So I'm leaving now, towards the light of day. I know it's hard sometimes out there, but I need to try. So will you come with me, or will I have to leave you here again? I hope to see you out there some day, but I need to be on my way.

Reviews

[Nick Reynolds]

Hmmm. Well, unlike Colleen, I do think this is poetry. Clearly it is not poetry in the traditional sense, but I do feel as if there is a rhythm to it and a definite feel that I associate with poetry. I am not a poetry expert though, so it is really just my opinion. Anyway, I really like this (insert type of writing here) because it makes me think of a time when I was lost, but not on my own, I was lost because someone else pulled me down into the unknown... To me, when a poem brings up emotions or memories to the reader, then it has done it's job and it was well written, therefore, this is well written to me. Thank you. Write On! :)
-Nick

[Colleen]

It's like a letter - written to someone who seems almost imaginary. I'm not sure I'd classify this as "poetry", per se, but it does create a vibrant image and clearly depicts a longing within the writer.