*Inspired by chapter 18 of The Hazel Wood by Melissa Albert*
Having a nightmare
I couldn't tell what time it was
Eyes were moving beneath their lids
Moaned with aching regret
Ever feel like your life's a movie?
Dreaming all of it was real
Everything we do has consequences
Breathing like I'd just come up from underwater
The ice in my voice
Aren't you a pretty little housecat?
We can't go back
Even if we wanted to
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Book Of Random Poetry
PoetryI write poetry occasionally and when I do it turns out sad but meaningful. Some are silly. Those are rare though. Hope you enjoy my poetry
