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False Dreams

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As we meet within the false sense of dreams
I hold past knowledge, about to bust at the seams
Emotions not felt for years come like new
I can say that you are truly rare and few
I stand cold and numb to this
I know the feeling of hatred and bliss
But I feel only nothing but remorse
Is this hell or heaven, a repeat or recourse
I fall to my knees as blood covers my hands
Heavy soul and body, as if covered in iron bands
As I stare at you, I stand up
You come to me silently and hand me a cup
Filled with blood and tears
From only what of love's taught fears
I drink hoping this will destroy the past
Everything grows dark suddenly and fast
Only to see your angelic face drift away
Encased by the night, left by the immortal day
I fall into the darkness of my own self hell
Nothing fills my core, as I hear only a single bell
I beg to know what is a dream and what is real
I want no more lies, just what is true, i want to feel
For so long I have numb myself to protect
Only to hold off the pain until I slept
I once was a fool and now I am broken
So much to do but I cant for I am unspoken
I have lost touch and my way
I put down the what if of yesterday
As I lay down my life to end this damnation
For i see there is no true redemption
I can't say where this poem came or when it was written.... The oddest things do happen when not really expecting. yay? idk/idc I am going to go eat something and hope my phone rings...
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