I woke up, I woke up in a place that was
White and the light was bright.
I dont know where I am,
But I know im not home.
I awoke in this place,
Not knowing what it is,
But i decided to follow the light.
The light is bright, the room is cold.
I'm in nothing but shorts and a shirt.
I have no shoes, but I ignore all that and follow the light.
As I follow the light, it gets brighter,
The light is shinning directly on me,
And someone speaks to me.
The voice tells me its not my time.
I look around to see who was speaking to me
But silly me I know who it was.
I woke up, I woke up in this familiar place.
I was in my bedroom again,
I was so confused.
One minute I was asleep or dead and followed the light,
Then I woke up and was in my bedroom.
Im awake now and when people ask me what happened I will say,
I followed the light.

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Don't Wake The Demons poetry
PoesíaHere are some poems that me and my dear cousin Clemetine wrote. Hope you enjoy! some of them will be about love, heartbreak, & for all the people with depression it may be a trigger warning but.. I hope you enjoy them and can relate! We love you all!