I had a dream about this
The ever-changing tides of reality
push
pull
push
pull
up
down
currents dragging you down
gasp
gone
Winds swirling and changing
carrying seeds
breaking down the sturdy
viscous and patient
dust
gone
A dream gone the next day
precious things gone and forgotten
forgotten
gone
passion
impact
change
time
life.
darkness
gone
pointless
lost
gone
How you like them apples? Emo poetry anyone?
