The Un-Morning
I woke up in a dream, and burning from cold fire. I was awake but it felt as though my soul was still asleep. I had a pain that was a sensation, telling me that at least I was still alive...or was I? I felt dead spirits trying to leave my body. So tired I didn't care if I had one to myself. Dead cells leaving me. I created water with color added and an abundance of sodium chloride. My soul is breaking. My thoughts crumle. my life has ran away from me. I sleep in a graveyard. I'm trapped in a place that doesn't exist. I breath out love and breath in hate. I'm sitting wondering and waiting. A minute feels like infinity. Life and death feel so similiar I can't tell the difference anymore. I can't move, yet my mind is moving at 1,000 miles per hour. Maybe thats's what life is after all, just a thought. I live in a dream and sleep in a nightmare, but I will die in my mind.
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