Lost in my realities illusion.
Rain upon my broken body.
Trapped in my brains confusion.
My nerves grow so shoty.
Collapsing from my fear.
My dream, my sanities break.
Falling down my cheek, the single blood tear.
All feels lost from this reality so fake.
Leave me my monsters.
Leave me my Deamons.
Leave me my Hell.
Leave me alone Devil.
Cannot move on.
Shattered are my legs.
This pain is just too strong.
My soul terrified begged for relief.
The grief of my mind.
The death of my heart.
My vision fade, I am blind.
Now that I awake, I am simply at the start.
A contest entry
- It's Dark in the Air by Tigris.
450 points, ended April 27, 2008, 8 entries
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Comments
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I find it very true that when you wake from troubling dreams you feel as if it is all about to begin again. this was a wonderful write, thank you for your entry.
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I like this poem, it has a great deal of power and emotions in its words, i particularly like the lines The Grief of my mind/The death of my heart. Keep writing-RAE
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Very well written.
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