I will arise and go forth into a dream...
A vision of heaven...in the form of death..
A shadowed obituary....writes itself..
The heavens empty their sorrow..
Upon my saddening flesh...
Many of pearls....open to reflect my memory..
What use to be a silent room...
An echo of despair...I must be...
I walk the waters of the sfter-life...
Just to catch a glimpse...
As the waters calm the rivers of life...
I lay silent once more...
If you whisper to the night....
I wonder if I’ll answer...
I am waiting.....to glimpse again...
Gaze into the winter...just to remember...
My breath..speaking to you...
A cold and bitter breath...
Lay on the pillow of life...
Dream another dream...
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Written September 13th, 2002
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don't touch it!
Lay on the pillow of life...great line....speaks volumes...
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don't touch it!
'the heavens empty their sorrow'-------> beautiful description of sleep and its DIVINE permission to do so!!!
I think that you have something here that has layers ...seen by only a few!
Fantastic write. -
excellent
Wow, intense write, honest, painful and real. Nicely done, excellent! -
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I like the way you wrote this, interesting style. And the imagery is, like Tina said, chilling... 'If you whisper to the night, I wonder if I'll answer'; great line. :) -
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Chilling in a way
& gripping...love the concept, really well done
a typo in the line ;I walk the waters of the sfter-life...
~enjoyed
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