Where Did I Go Wrong?

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I was just a lonely child

wandering the nameless routes

that led to absolutely nowhere.


I lost a plenty some of friends

I moped around with tears brimming my eyes

because I put people as a dear extension towards my heart.


I grew up; 5 years later, maybe 10

I stand tall with a spine so clean

and confidence so thick

but deep inside

I know that I am still a lonely child.


I was stuck

in mud

towards my childhood in quick sand

transitions between me and my senses live

"A Dream Within A Dream", Poe states

I reread it every night

every single bloody night

and I dream my dream

within a dream in a casket

I will live to have

my dream embedded within and into a system of a thousand other dreams.


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