Life's a Dream
What is life, but the whisper of a dream?
Or is it a nightmare,
And we're caught in the scene?
Our limbs won’t obey,
As we try to break free.
And what can we do,
When we can't even breathe?
Our breath frozen in our lungs,
As we continue to wheeze.
And we fall down dead,
But wait...life is but a dream.
Copyright © Angelita Becerra | Year Posted 2010
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