And as I wake from the nightmare the storms rage again. I turn to take a breath to find it wasn't a nightmare but a dream.the fires burn inside as deep as the shallow water can be. Stranded in my head but alive as far as I go but not yet dead this life I feel this tranquil nightmare does it exceed expectations are does it fall into the fear.troubled inside this weak heart I feel this nightmare this dream of despair.
I love how you keep them dark but maked them more powerful at the same time. Have you ever thought of writing for a living, like becoming an author ? You should, someone's bound to like your work.
stillbluerainOPRochelle, Illinois USAMar 18, 2014
Thanks my dear friend yes I always wanted to be an author
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