
I see myself falling,
lifelessly, in my dream.
I see myself drowning,
helplessly, but I can't scream.
I see myself running,
from an unknown fear,
And wait in the dark,
for something sinister to appear.
I see myself burning,
in the fire that's within.
Someone wake me up,
or I dream until.
Are these my fears,
or an overactive imagination?
I'm drenched in my tears,
haunted by an eerie apparation.
Do you know how it is,
to dream something so real?
And there's hidden danger,
behind everything surreal.
I am not a quitter,
and i'm not going insane.
I know my dreams are bitter,
but i'm learning how to tame.

2 comments:
really there r no words to say how touching all ur poems r.. great yaar they truely touched my heart..
stupendous!!!
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