Dreams - Poem by Joshua Wyatt
Nightmares never scare me,
they don't last long enough to that.
My dreams are the ones that scare.
They are the things i desire but will never have.
I wake form them, screaming inside.
I am screaming because I want to go back.
I want to relive a moment that never happened.
So i lay in bed thinking.
I think about dreams that I've had.
It makes my body feel weak
So I roll on to my side in grief on my face.
Short, sweet and only once
That is how my dreams happen.
And that's what scares me the most.
My dreams never happen twice,
even in my real life.
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