In my dream I saw trees.
Everyone astounded by their beauty
I said "they're not! I forever see my friend hanging from them."
It was her duty.
Darkness sweeps my mind with vigor.
Sadness stabs my heart.
I touch the screen.
Never will I hear your voice again.
Perhaps you should visit me in my dreams.
I demand you visit. Lay low. It will be all right.
Just maybe reverse the light.
As the truth came in, I wanted it to stop.
Don't say it from your lips.
Perhaps if you stop it can't be.
I need a time machine.
I need to go back in time and go to you.
Burn the rope, un sharpen the razor.
In my dream I saw trees.
In my dream
It was possible
In my reality
A piece of my heart went with you.
Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 9:18 AM UTC
She sits on the dresser
Waits to be opened, the sound is pure
My sister watches her for hours
On a cold winters night, my father is out
My mother is worried and wakes me
I must accompany her to look for him
As my sister dreams
We drive for what seems eternity
Looking.. Searching..
We give up.
The worst thing I see
His truck in the driveway....
His hands around my mothers neck
My mother cries to break my heart once again
He goes to bed.. Throws my mother out
My mother will freeze
I awake my sister. We must help her.
We call out to her from our bedroom window.
We carefully remove the obstacles
Do not make any noise
We cannot awake the monster
She cries.. We are afraid
As we try to pull her into warmth
He awakes...
He storms in
Shoves my mother out.
He throws the wind up dancer at her.
The music plays...
I lay quietly in bed
I lay as I hear my mothers cries
I lay as I hear the ballerina dance
I lay as the music breaks my soul.
Oct 6, 2016
Oct 6, 2016 at 2:22 PM UTC