Demise Poem by Raggedy Someone

Demise



dream of laughter,
dream of fire,
waiting for a sweet
escape,
planning out the ashen
crumble of your
expectations,
let my days become hazy,
let my nights
become the buzzing pulse of my life.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Roseann Shawiak 10 March 2013

I enjoy the rhythm of your poem - very nice. Expectations are never what you expect them to be.

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