My Favourite Dreams
My favourite dreams are
The ones where I pen
My fate again and again
My favourite dreams are
The ones where I die in the
Beginning cause it’s no fun
To meet death in the end
What’s the point to simply
Pretend I am anything more
Than a ghost floating through
My favourite dreams are
Every breath I never take
The mornings I refuse
To waken in purgatory
Eating apple slices in darkness
Awaits my eyes to slumber
My Favourite dreams to never
Remember I’m lifeless in these
Favourite dreams last breaths
And I’m happier it seems
An ominous state of existence
Praying for death to a predictable
Saviour take me home induce
A calm storm in my soul
Make these Favourite dreams
Come true for dreams do not
Exist in forty winks dreams are
The lives I by no means
Die…
Copyright © Lyndell Cadasse | Year Posted 2007
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