Fortitude falters
Morals are only bound to currency
Belief is a hopeful thought
Endless facades plague the waking world
Sympathy is only a bane to one's conscious
An apathetic mask shields me from the true horrors of this world
The pain of feeling

What if this isn't real
and we are all just sleeping
with interconnected dreams
and dying is like waking up
one by one
and heaven is like opening your eyes
for the very first time
and everyone is there
and we do it again

Falling, fingers waving in the breeze
Lying down next to your failing body
Over my head you're a tidal wave
Waking up, smiling through painful eyes.
Every breath is closer to your passing
Reminisce with me before your clock shudders slowly... and breaks.


26th October 2016

Upon the waking of a dream
I watched as reality
steamed.

Dripping wet with tears of sorrow,
all seamed doomed,
yet here comes the marrow.

Upon the waking of a dream,
I watched as it melted at the seems.

Dreary I fell into worry
and doomed digression,
all became dark,
full of murky depths,
and monsters whom leaped at me
from the darkest dreams I ever dream't.

**© By Amanda Shelton

I am greeted by morning singing.
Of birds too soon. My head is spinning.
Through the window the cold wind is visiting.
I shiver, wishing that the night wasn't so limiting.
For I wish to return to my peaceful dreams.
A different world, where nothing is what is seems.
But alas duty has called upon me!
But first I should try to wake up properly...