Dreams

by Ren   Mar 20, 2007


Dreams
Vivid images that play through your mind while you sleep.
Some making sense...
While others linger in the shadow.
Those that bring pleasure....
And those that force tears.

Nightmares
True dreams.
The only type of dream that can ever make sense...
Because its a story...
Your story.
Of the present...
What might occur in the future...
And the part that dwells in the past.

Forever haunted and lost in memories of pain...
Or unforgivable acts.
Horrid thoughts burned into your mind forever...
Engraved in the deepest heart of your memories...
Ones that can not be fought off by a lullaby.

But stay to keep the message alive...

And it stays alive...
Till the day you stop breathing.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Jorge Luis

    Great, great poem....Really well done...Keep it up!!>...

    ~Jorge~