In the dark of the night,
when my soul becomes real,
Dancing in broken visions,
that only the dark can heal.
And my dreams,
wait here,
forever inside.
To feel your heart,
to touch your skin
slowly breathing
from within.
And my dreams,
wait here,
forever inside.
It's cold here now
and I suffer alone.
My throat, it burns,
I'm left to wonder how.
And my dreams,
wait here,
forever inside.
I can't speak
I can't think.
All these feelings,
make me weak.
And my dreams,
wait here,
forever inside.
What is left?
A drop of sorrow?
A tingle of happiness?
Or just a dream?
My dreams,
wait here,
forever inside.
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My Journal
PoetryThis is a journal that i have been keeping with me for a while. I'm putting it here so that anyone who feels the way i do will understand that someone is here to help you. If you relate to anything I've written feel free to ask questions. I'm here f...
