Ernesto Torres

The Dream - Poem by Ernesto Torres

Grasping my chest in terror
hoping to wake from this horror
of this nightmare
in which i stare

This horrid dream
even it might seem
a hell
its better

That waking to live oh so worse
if i had no will i would be a corpse
by my own hand
that demand

For blood everywhere
to spill
and stain
so for now

This horrid dream
is all i have

Comments about The Dream by Ernesto Torres

  • (5/17/2012 5:32:00 PM)

    I really love this, a really fantastic poem, enjoyed reading it.
    May I invite you to read my new poem called, Dreams Of Death.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2012

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