Dream Weaved Reality

by Jacob   May 18, 2012


I have been having horrifying dreams.
Sitting alone in the dark; I hear silent screams.
A requiem for the dead echoes through the abyss;
No longer can I make any sense of this.
DMT inspired thoughts happen somnambulantly.
This hell weaves seamlessly with reality.
When awake, I see the good of man fall sour.
While I sleep, angels lose their wings each hour.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Burning Angel

    I love this poem! It is simply amazing and easy to see each and every line. great piece

  • 13 years ago

    by JustAnotherPoet

    I have been having horrifying dreams.
    Sitting alone in the dark; I hear silent screams.

    Nice poem. I especially love this part. The silent screams part got to me. 5/5!

  • 13 years ago

    by Unknown

    Wow, i love this! i love the lines "when awake, i see the good of man fall sour. while i sleep, angels lose their wings each hour." so great 5/5

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