David Chap Bottoms

Rookie - 0 Points (20th September 1990 / Jacksonville, Florida)

Dreams Of The Future - Poem by David Chap Bottoms

I escape into my mind
While this world around me crumbles
My knuckles bloodied and my clothes stained
I close my eyes as my body rages
And see my self laying in a grassy area
Birds chirping and the sun shining on my face
I turn my head and eyes to look at the glassy surface of a lake
So quiet and serene in this world
A women lays next to me
I can't hear or see her clearly
She is a blur within this world
A dream is all this is
A way to avoid the pain and languish
I reach out to touch her
But she is like a ghost
Or am I the ghost
The pain rushes through and pulls me from my dream
Sitting in this cold room
My sobs and yells over
I just sit here and think
I talk to myself in hopes of encouragement
To pull myself out from this
To recover and rebuild


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013


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