Emma Pickles


Dream Or Nightmare? - Poem by Emma Pickles

If I am awake, I don't know what to think.
But you just being here is proof enough that I'm in an unconscious state.
There are so many things about you I love.
But there are also so many things about you I hate.
So, would you call this a dream, or a nightmare?
I love your laugh, your rich voice.
Your gleaming eyes.
Your perfect smile.
Your all too funny nature.
I love the things you appear to be.
But then again, who wouldn't?
I get to thinking that you're so amazing; your too good to be true.
Then I remind myself of the things you keep inside.
The real you.
I hate your secrets, the truth.
I hate every girl that fell for you that didn't have a clue.
The lies you've made to people, to cover who you really are.
No one would expect anything.
You carry a mask around fooling everyone that glances at you.
You even fooled me.
Why you would do this, I do not know.
I wish I could understand.
But for now I don't.
So that leaves me with this...

You, are a nightmare.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 11, 2010



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