...how... is #this#
/happening/?
>when< did I
begin ?questioning?
*these* things?
this c.a.n.n.o.t. BE ~real~
+wake+ me ^up^
from this *~CRAZY~* sCeNe
*c*o*n*f*u*s*i*o*n*
and ((whispers))
P_A_I_N
but
the *stars*
still !shine!
and the [sun]
w.i.l.l. ^rise^ *again
Author notes
Please don't be TOO harsh. This is my first attempt at a dirty-pretty. I know most people don't like this type of poem, but I do. So yeah...
