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Its Just a Dream

It's just a dream, right? I had a dream Or, at least I think it’s a dream A dream about a man I don’t know who or what But I know it’s a man He had curly ginger hair A mask that covered his face He was holding a butcher knife Wearing a black hoodie, black pants, and black shoes He looks evil Or, maybe, he is evil No one good would look something like that And holding a butcher knife Yes, he’s evil I saw him there In the dark I can’t move Something’s not right here Something’s holding me! Holding me very tight NO! LET ME GO! LET ME GO! I started crying He approached me Pulling up the butcher knife Please! Don’t do this! It’s just a dream! It’s just a dream! I need to wake up! I need to wake up! Something’s holding me! NO! LET ME GO! STOP! STOP! DON’T! He’s right in front of me He raised the butcher knife and killed me As I woke up, screaming Yes, it was all just a dream But it seemed so real Why would this happen to me? Wait, why do I feel like I’m being watched? No, he’s right there In the dark I know he’s not real, this is all just a dream too I need to wake up again! Water! Water! I took the water besides my lamp and splashed it on my face Why am I not waking up?! N! He’s coming! With that butcher knife! This is real! NO! IT CAN’T BE! NO! He approached me I screamed and screamed No one saved me He raised the butcher knife And stabbed me in the heart Was it a dream? Or not? Please help me! What do I do now? I’m now all white I walked and walked for something light Yes! Light! I ran to it and saw that I’m in heaven Thank you! I’m now away from that dream! Thank you . . . I can now live in peace Even if I don’t have a body anymore I still have my spirit . . .

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Date: 10/28/2014 9:26:00 AM
I loved this poem, annebelle. It gave a great sense of imagery.
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