"Only A Few"

on the spot

"Only A Few"

I've only a few heart beats left, straggled in this tiny open chest. My memories, deranged

I don't know if I shall become one with myself as I have previous, the walls have become a new color. Loose.

since faded

reputations

like bristles against the branches. The tree, of open dreams

I once fathomed the circumstances, once.

never to do again, struggled against the wind,

kept pushing me back

something was wrong

i kept seeing the mangy dark. Rusted with last night's memories

cluttered, but not as so, dismember the mechanics

of dreams

and the bristles of the open tree

that i sit under

listening to the breeze

it's only a few

more days

until reality kicks in

and when it does

Don't Wake Me Up!

Reviews

[Valentine]

Interesting thought provoking write. Did you ever wake up? Valentine

[Emily]

I like it!!
Keep on writing!

[Paavana Varma]

Interesting! You've written it well!

[Celie Rose]

Very eye catching. I liked your poem. memorable writing. Good job

[Fatema]

this truly just sank into my heart