Oct 11, 2010 22:00
This was written a few months ago, when things were very different. And yet, it still is very much the same.
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Of Dreams and Nightmares
Long ago I was trapped,
In a strange forgotten land,
Of scarlet lights
And dizzying heights,
With many frightening sights.
Simply put, it all began,
When they all went quite mad,
And I myself surely, truly,
Became very sad.
Thus I was forced to roam,
This world all alone.
And in this new place of mine,
There was no such thing as time.
There bubbles filled the air
Fairies whispered in my ear
And madness drew ever near.
Once and only once,
The dark became too bright
And a tiny fairy did alight,
She told me a secret,
A place where I could hide,
So that I could escape,
The returning tide.
And although no time goes by,
Its is time to say goodbye,
And I have one thing left to tell
Because I myself, surely truly,
Have gone mad as well.
dreams,
poetry,
madness,
nightmare,
heart