Bad Dream Poem by mikey jobin

Bad Dream



Sitting in this room walls closing
in, feels like im trapped no one
can get in. More and more spiders
seem to come around, searching
for my knife as i slide across the
ground. Room is getting dark
sealing caving in. Losing my
mind as I feel a gust of wind
door flies open, lights been
on me, take a look around
and say what a bad dream...

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Chris Newlash 31 July 2008

liked this one too! read some of my poem you might like them!

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