Dreams

June 2, 2010
By GreysonGA BRONZE, Damascus, Oregon
GreysonGA BRONZE, Damascus, Oregon
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Favorite Quote:
"Our fathers were our models for god. If our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about god? Listen to me. You have to consider the possibility that god does not like you; he never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you." -Tyler Durden


When I close my eyes
I can faintly see
Memories of the night before
A world inside my head
Illusions of my own creation

Every dream is similar
In the same place
A dystopia by my definition
Mostly a melancholic retelling
At times a glimpse of what is to come

Set in a terrible place
More pleasant than reality
A world of evil
Void of personal pain

When I close my eyes
I can try to find
But through my mouth
I cannot relive
Each night is veiled in shadow
Each dream is a vague echo
Of my own delusions


The author's comments:
This is just a general "from the heart kind of poem." I wrote it when I was upset about being unable to remember the exact content of my dreams.

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