At home packing for our family trip
Waiting, waiting for everyone else
Looking, looking for last minute things
Stop, your cousin is calling you
Go help her with the bags
Carrying, carrying all her bags
Lifting, lifting by yourself
Hold on, she wants you to follow
Walking down a dim hallway
Going, going down ten rooms
Sleeping, sleeping on the ground
Wait, where are you?
Searching for an exit
Dashing, dashing in and out
Running, running for release
Halt, where are your clothes
Barely covered as you stand
Wondering, wondering where are your garments
Questioning, questioning why only underpants
Stop, some one is following you.
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This was sort of a mix with a me having to help my cousin with her a million and one bags with a huge attitude for no reason and a dream. I've tended to mix dreams with reality but when I realize I've relived something and the out come was different that's when I know I was dreaming.
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Midnight Writings
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I've written over a period of time. They range from a few personal pieces to pieces about simple things or day to day reality. Most of my pieces are just words that cross my mind that fall into a poem without me e...
