My P.O.E.M.S (Peculiar, Otherworldly, Eloquent Miniature Stories)

Falling

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Through the clouds I fall

Watching the clouds go by

I have no cares at all

Just falling through the sky

I am at peace with everything

My mind is clear

I worry about nothing

I fall without fear

Suddenly the sky turns black

The clouds turn gray

I listen to thunder crack

I stare in dismay

Here comes death

My peace has been replaced with fear

I may soon take my last breath

The ground is near

I sit up suddenly, drenched in sweat

I can't help but shake

It is a dream I hope to forget

I wonder, What caused me to wake?

My phone's screen is lit up bright

One new message, I think I know from who

As I read the message, I know I guessed right

 It reads, "Good morning, I Love you"

08/29/2014