Everything felt numb
Dark
Cold
Everything seemed unreal
Out of place
Like there was nothing
Just a blank space
Nowhere to look
Nowhere to be seen
"Am I dreaming?" she thought
But no she wasn't
She was just facing reality
A cruel and painful reality
Where her world fell apart
The world that she so greatly envisioned
The world where she was complete
But no that world was just a dream
A dream that she wished to be a reality
A dream that she too quickly woke up from
A dream so real
But yet so short
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Existence - Poetry
Poetry"Dreaming, Maybe I'm still breathing" Just a collection of poems I've wrote or I'll write... A place for me where I can express my thoughts and feelings about various things that matter to me and affect me... If you care about these things you are...
