Crimson Haze


Unseen - Poem by Crimson Haze

Every night is a new dream,
a new murder starts happening.

Blood is pouring from my eyes,
and now I can not breath.

I wonder do others see,
see these dreams,
but I don't believe they see.

A mother takes her last breath,
and now I'm suffocating.

A man is stabbed on the street,
and now I am bleeding.

A small girl is being raped,
and I am the one who is screaming.

These terrifying little dreams,
make me see,
make me believe,
that I can see thee unseen.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 7, 2010



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