It dropped down on my forehead
I saw crimson red.
Red like the roses that burned back then.
I couldn't fathom the reason why
Why she didn't say goodbye
I could only scream and cry.
I sat there unmoved
Like the books in the library unused
Decades unbruised.
I felt like I was forever frozen
In a silence unbroken
Why was there no commotion?
I only heard a ringing
Like I heard back at the beginning
It was nothing but chilling.
Her eyes were dead and gone
Like the daffodils that whithered at dawn
Why did she have to whither alone?
I do recall sensing pain in her voice
There was no rejoyce
Why was this her only choice?
As the timeless seconds pass by
I saw a light that could only amplify
I heard a familiar ringing,I could only comply.
I woke up with tears in my eyes.
I realize as I slowly rise:
It was, again, the dream that never dies.
The dream haunted me as far as I recall
On every night with rainfall,
I only want it to stop once and for all.
I don't care about it's wrenched meaning!
Since it started leaking,
My sanity took quite the beating.
Playing with my crimson red hair,
I start reluctantly prepare
Time to start the day I declare.
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 1:59 AM UTC