Last night i slept and dreamt a dream,
a dream defined and perfectly seen,
Existed there, was the shadow of two
a shadow of me and a shadow of you
the sound of quick footsteps preceded my cry
for when hand met hand, you're skin felt bone dry
your form turned to dust, and was gone from my view
there no longer existed the shadows of two
as the fog of sleep and dreams dispersed
my mind recalled a reality much worse
our forms aren't just shadows,
they are solid with hearts
and since you have gone this ones' used for spare parts.
YOU ARE READING
Reality Spares No one
Poetrywhen you feel as though everything lost but u find hope . thats what matters the most. comment/Vote :)
