Dreams of you,
Open my eyes,
Dreams of you
reveal whats inside.
These dreams seam so real,
to only my eyes,
These dreams make me feel,
for the things I've left behind.
Did I say things? I meant only one.
the one that I loved,
started as fun,
soon enough, we both were in love.
I thought he loved me,
I thought he cared,
He played my emotions,
No way was it fair.
But all of the weakness,
and all of the hate,
Spill forth from my mind
for this is what I create.
Of course this appears nothing,
Invisible to all eyes but my own,
These dreams I keep inside...
But the dreams have power; and that power has grown.
Tearing me open,
from inside to out
tearing out everything
My heart, without doubt.
No longer am I,
completely sane.
No longer can I
Be out in the rain.
The rain of course,
His favorite time,
He'll be out on his horse,
To be out with him, would of course be a crime.
I won't show him,
How dead I am without him
I won't show him,
What dreams of him do...
But now its all over,
With a click of a gun,
Now its over,
No time for his fun.
And now I can walk,
Now I can talk,
Let these feelings be free,
Now its not just me...
I'm in the land,
With no one to hurt,
I've found this land...
Where nothing is burnt.
Everything is alive,
In our minds, not theirs.
To you it is death,
But to us its a whole new life.
Death is to a damaged soul
A life.
Worth Living.
A contest entry
- Just A Dreamer ~ Winklings and Friends: #88. by Winklings.
6000 points, ended June 20, 38 entries
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Comments
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You certainly got up a good momentum!
There is a touch of despair to this love. You have a conscious flow of thought and feeling and you are free to modify these as you do.
Your verses have a regular kind of irregular rhyme pattern. Echoically, this is in your favour.
Thank you for being part of this contest's anthology.
Lyndon of the Winklings.

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This is really deep. I liked this stanza the best.
I thought he loved me,
I thought he cared,
He played my emotions,
No way was it fair.
It is just very poignant.


