a shadow above me

CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
edited February 2009 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
whispers like irritating nails
against the chalk board
creating questions from
dreams that have been true

a meetings of
minds who know
no better between
what is and what was

Pandering to
the souls of many
but offering nothing
to your own

breathe for yourself
then you can show
them the way

I sleep with my eyes closed
so that I may dream
of when I'm able to
open them to reality
"I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
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