My dreams scar me
Why do they have to scare me
I dont call them nightmares
Because they are reality
They are filled with fear
They are filled with tragedy
They try to bring me to a breaking point
They try to mess with my head
But they leave me wondering
About the meaning
Of their dark tale
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Chronicles Of Midnight
PoetryComposed of poetry and ideas and scenes from short stories that I probably wont write. A bunch of thoughts that might or might not make sense. #unorganized It gets better the further you read, so just keep reading or skip a few. Me.
