I guess my nightmares come alive in the day
then come out to play in the darkness of the night.
so I had a dream about her.
as if I still had a thing for her.
I even said I'd kill for her,
spilling blood is not a thing for me because I'd do anything for her.
I wonder if she thinks of me.
same way I frequently dream of her.
doesn't matter if it's a nightmare
all I know I have to be there to protect her.
in that dream, I took a knife to the heart.
turned around in a split second to realize she was gone.
I'm lost.
What happened is
an older man told us not to get close at all.
I couldn't help myself because I last seen her in primary.
I just wanted to feel her touch, it's been a while since
I even heard her voice. I know she changed, grew older
but we never seem to grow apart.
so I tried to kiss her but the man was staring back at us.
he didn't move or flinch but his eyes were penatrating both our soul and mind
it was so uncomfortable and I wanted a reason behind him looking at us.
so we didn't kiss, right?
but on sight, he pulled out his phone and mumbled a few words.
in five seconds, I was already surrounded to three man
probably twice my age and size, due to fear, I was paralyzed.
in a instant, he pulled out a knife and punctured my heart.
I was dead but then I woke up.
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PoesíaThis is the only truth I have learned. Needless to hate anyone and everyone I dedicate this book to. I've found that it would serve a far much great purpose to simply eradicate thoughts formed inside the minds of my friends and loved ones. This is m...
