a gate opened. and I heard the caves around me, dropping their tears. As I followed the stairs reaching higher. This eerie darkness spread out in every cell and fiber of what I got left. Shifting images that could no longer be myself but fears. Yet, I felt as in a solitude, a destination reaching everywhere. An immortal peace I never knew before but felt as if it had never left. Thoughts reign in my mind like the blizzards on the deserted shelf's. Running through the pages of wisdom but blinding them with ice. and as they stand motionless the feelings rage through my hands.
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Posted: Oct 2011
About this poem:
for the fact that people dream, they are sometimes hold back by reflections of nightmares. and I think this poem shows how to deal with it in knowing your own feelings even in a sub-conscious state of mind body and soul.
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