I used to dream
Dreams were fun
Monsters came in
So I shut the door
Days of Dreams
Turn to dusts of gold
I try to not think
But every time I blink
the gates flood
My thoughts ravage
Myself froze
I fell many times
I got back up once more
I thought many times
I ignored the void once more
Horrid string try to control me
I force my thoughts free
Myself stayed
Cold cage felt
Core still warm
When stars aline
A burst of light comes to my eyes
I see an endless possibility every day
Both extremes imagine
Full story withheld
Parts were leaked
Put the puzzle together
Feel a full tale
All sides meld into one
Happy as I can be
Sad as I can be
Angry as I can be
Calm as I try to be
Understanding I will be
Accepting I will, but reject I will
The dull kindergarten
Dust falls with permanent residue
Though I have a world within
These memories can leak into dreams
And haunt the most pure of beings
I used to dream
Dreams were fun
Monsters came in
So I shut the door
Days of Dreams
Turn to dusts of gold
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Inside The Subconscious Mind
PoesieHere are my works of poetry where I spill all of my thoughts and feelings on the situations that I and others had to deal with throughout my lifetime here on Earth. I hope you enjoy! Goodbye and good luck Blitzers! (Some poems are 18+) ♊️♋️ Cusp (O...
