I had a dream once of not so long ago
Of a girl standing there in the middle of the snow
White flakes covered every corner of my view
But I always found her, as if she was someone I knew
She seemed so familiar with her bloodshot eyes
She looked like she had been crying her entire life
Her skin was so pale with red wounds and scars
I could feel her pain and suffering even from afar
My whole body ached as if desperate to calm her
I didn’t want to just stand there and watch her suffer
I wanted to be by her to dry all her tears
I wanted to tell her there was nothing she should ever fear
But move I could not, not a single step
And words couldn’t escape, not even my breath
I desperately struggled to be by her side
Thinking that if I didn’t she might have to die
I wanted to cry and my chest felt so tight
Then the girl faded away, away from my sight
Suddenly I could move again but it was now too late
I wasn’t able to save the girl from her terrible fate
Then, I fell on the ground feeling an awful pain
It felt electric cursing through my veins
Then there was blood in my now pale complexion
Only then had I known I was looking through my reflection.
By eyes we reach to correct and make right somewhat vision on the outside forever only to recognise it was our reflection on ripples by our now grotesque shadow fading away-to late...Luvly poem
Very powerful story of self. I really enjoyed reading this flawless narrative. 5 stars *****
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
im not going to say anything really amazing or fancy, except that i think you are talented keep it up. nate