Haunting my spirit as always,
Screaming my name at the doorways,
They won’t leave, not today,
They would never seem to decay.
Are those my feelings?
They’re so blank like white ceilings,
Do I sleep soundly?
I dream too loudly…
Not dreams, nightmares,
Exaggerated despairs,
I’m too afraid to sleep,
I can’t climb out of this abyss, it’s so deep,
Creep, creep!
I hear them in my deathly heap.
I can hide,
My own shadows what I ride,
I go somewhere,
In the middle of nothingness,
No depress,
Not anymore, not anymore,
I would never soar
In my own depressions,
Nor my own possessions.
In my world of solitude,
None rude,
None can obtrude,
Forever I’d love to stay,
Away from a world of dismay,
It’s galore,
Forevermore…
I’m so alone,
Yet I’ve never felt lonely,
What is this feeling?
Am I the only?
Dreaming through my homely,
Hole.
Forever,
For eternity,
Cutting through my soul,
Not anymore,
Away from a world of disorder…
Away from a world of nights,
Now I see the sunshine,
So fine,
So great…
No more screams,
No more dread dreams,
No more feelings of disease,
Nevertheless,
It’s time for my auras to coalesce.
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