dream or nightmare

deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
edited December 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
you tried to give me everything
just to get away
but i followed you
tresspassing through the fear
the music took over my heart
beating so intensely
and all my friends i thought were gone
walked along together
tresspassing through the fear
set your laughter free

dreamer in my dream

we got the guns

i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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  • JamalJamal Posts: 2,115
    I don't really know what to think of this.
    I don't dislike it, but I really can't put my finger on what I miss, or whatever ... in it.

    Sorry, like the choice of words and all, but you lose me somewhere along the line I guess.
    Surf little waves big... Charge big waves hard

    - Antwerp '06, Nijmegen '07, Werchter '07
  • deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    cool , thanks for relpying
    i woke up from a dream
    in the dream i was with chris weber and he was trying to give me a bunch of money and a bunch of coupons for the woman bar and i wouldnt leave him alone i just followed him around and then all of a sudden a bunch of hotties from high school were there and we were walking through back yards at midnight and then this halloween 1 type music started playing and i felt like i was on acid it was so scarey and so i woke up and wrote a poem and this poem does no justice to the one i wrote at home
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
  • Good dream analogy- I keep a note pad on my bed stand just for that.
    I love your signature-it will be on my mind all day.
    Can't you see that there's light in the dark.
    Nothing's quite what it seems in the city of dreams.
    (Wolfmother)
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~
    Grand Rapids 2006
  • JamalJamal Posts: 2,115
    deadnote wrote:
    cool , thanks for relpying
    i woke up from a dream
    in the dream i was with chris weber and he was trying to give me a bunch of money and a bunch of coupons for the woman bar and i wouldnt leave him alone i just followed him around and then all of a sudden a bunch of hotties from high school were there and we were walking through back yards at midnight and then this halloween 1 type music started playing and i felt like i was on acid it was so scarey and so i woke up and wrote a poem and this poem does no justice to the one i wrote at home
    I see, it's all becoming quite clear now;
    you have great dreams, I usually can't remember mine
    Surf little waves big... Charge big waves hard

    - Antwerp '06, Nijmegen '07, Werchter '07
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