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Free verse № 72046

The Awakening

Member since 2003 · Posted 25 Oct 2003 · 2 comments

Waking up is like grieving Take me back to my dream For that was something to believe in This reality just rips at my seam. I was with you just moments ago You lived again under my eyes We rolled around in the snow And kissed beneath the starlit skies. Every time that I awake You are forced to go back to sleep And each dawn is a new heartbreak Through my eyes you weep. I see each day as a punishment For loving you too much We could never feel too close Even when we would touch. For I had heaven when you were here It does not exist beyond the sky If this is life and you’re not near Then I must choose to die, And then all my waking will all be done But we my love will set like the sun, Side by side where we belong In life I was weak But in death I’ll be strong.

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[5] ?-Dave_Mysterious-? 25-Oct-03/5:32 PM Reply
The other day I was just beginning this dream where me and the mebers of ZZ Top were in a train carriage, and we were on our way to solve a mystery of some sort. Then, just as I was thinking this was shaping up to be a really fantastic dream, my alarm went off. I tried to go back to sleep in order to complete the dream, but it didn't work.
[10] darylchew 5-Sep-04/8:40 AM Reply
i understand.