Why doesn't anyone come for me
why am I alone
I cry for someone
but nobody comes
I don't know I'm asleep
I don't know it's all a dream
I'm stood by a withered old tree
I stand alone, nobody but me
I feel scared to the bone
the witch is watching me
The tree moves away
like it doesn't want to be seen
the witch comes to me, like she knows me
Then I'm looking out of the bedroom window
at a withered old tree
now I know it was all a dream
Why doesn't anyone come for me
why am I alone
i love when i dream lucid, , , , you can control your dream in your own way, , ,
I enjoy you poems, I can relate to so many of them and some inspire me, before I stopped here today I wrote STILL I RISE after reading the world famous version by Maya Angelou, I also had a witch dream as a child.
Yeah dreams r like dat at times. But u wrote such a nice poem with d allegory of witches n trees! Poetic twistin of d dream i must say.
Strange what come to us in dreams lovely write Thanks for sharing
If life were but a dream we would all have nightmares! ! Nice poem Dave.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is a dream Dave, Good poem, I like it. thanks.