Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2014
Liquid fears, fears that are strangled,
strangled beneath my feet.
Will be there another chance to live?
Will be mine someday?  ~That dream that unfolds like Time itself...

Take my lips, and let them dry in the wind,
Leave me standing in this vault full of demons,
Write my sentence about your shade and absence,
****** that vision of another realm!  ~A dream that sleeps inside of me.

Can you save me?
Can you speak to my shadow, and kiss?
Will you be my chariot of salvation?
Will you release me from this dream? ~*A dream that fastens another dream.
Katzenberg
Written by
Katzenberg  Mexico
(Mexico)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems