A figment of my mind
Seemed daunting―surreal
I woke up and I'm fine
The nightmare was not physical
A loud crash and a push
Some needles and a baby
Heard sirens―so we hushed
Saw the aviation of the military
Heard a beep and we were negative
So I brandished all my artillery
Then a rumble changed the narrative
Now we were chased by a mercenary
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Based on a dream heheh⟸
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PoetryThis collection of poems is for those that stay up at night, mind whirring with thoughts, those that fight to stay at the surface when reality drowns them. Finally, these poems are for me, for when reality drowns me, and I sink to the bottom of the...
