If this is a dream within a dream
As Edgar Allen Poe himself said
Then waking would only seem surreal
Would it not?
Denial only takes us so far
A Christmas tree in silver lining
Only as beautiful as we allow our minds to believe
If fat was the new thin
If only everybody could win
This dream would be hardly worth creating
If this is a dream within a dream
And I am still lying in bed
Would fireflies roam
Through the waves and sea foam
If their eyesight could only entice
Coke bottles lying somewhat askew
If not yours and just them
We are only generals in the making
We all start alone
Renting emotions we cannot own
Ending up in a box we call (inclined to call) home
If this is a dream within a dream
Why are things always thought and not said
For dreaming is anything, whether mind is not set
Whether her cheeks are not wet
Just living in a normal ideal
The great imperative in life
Whether the time is yet ripe
We succumb to our dreams within a dream
And wake up
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New[er] Poems: Start your day the depressing way
PoesíaOn a whim, I've just been dying to write more poetry lately, dying to get out of this writer's block...FUNK. I hope these aren't too dreadful. The meaning of the poems might be a little fuzzy or unclear, but they're meant for you to make your own me...