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I felt solid concentrated care tonight
You masked yours with disapproval
I leaned my head on the windowpane
You watch the fast car go away
Bitter doesn’t even describe
What seeped into my wounds
I
Am
Sick
And it’s past your comprehension
More so attention
More so empathy
Resting at the witching hour
Yet you rise with the sun
I am left behind
Enclosed in pitch black
Moving my eyes rapidly
But the body is still
Paralyzed
We learned that this is called a dream
I feel the state even when I am awake
I’m afraid I’m trapped in a hallucination
You wish I would snap out of it
I’m going to
Snap
Lose my head
To the somber slumber
That victims never wake from
You must learn
Learn to love me
As
A
Sleepwalker




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TeKaila said...
Aug. 11, 2011 at 7:15 pm:
Thanks so much :) 
 
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dreamjournalistsami said...
Aug. 10, 2011 at 10:42 am:
I like the poem, you have potential
 
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