Jean Eugene Guan
Nightmares - Poem by Jean Eugene Guan
There are things lost in innocence.
The cries of the deaf and the blind,
Linger in the atmosphere of silence.
Corruption and desolation, I find.
I see drought and feel inadequacy.
Crippled, and mangled beyond recognition.
Further, I drift away from sanity,
Drifting further into the depth of perdition.
I long for peace, I long for silence.
I felt the cold breeze caress my cheeks.
Suddenly, I gasped, breathing deathly.
The mist of decay slowly encroaches.
I lay awake in a dream asleep from reality.
Slowly this nightmare engulfs me,
Like waters into the depths of the sea.
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