Poems

living dream

I can feel chills going down my spine and I
Know that I am not fine
Where demons go inside my head
You know that I am filled with Dread I want to
Live a little longer
I'm wondering but as I ponder I hear footsteps
Coming down the hall I cry
For my life and take a fall
You would think it would be done and said
Now I'm thinking of all the fun I've had
You would think I had a good life you
Better not be struck by grief and strife
Run run they say to me as they end the living dream

(Now read the first word if each line)