Dream World
purple sky above
fits my dreams like a glove
the blue grass blowing
from the windy day
like the twister in my head
swirling around thoughts of dread
as they take my innocence away
my dream world becomes a nightmare
purple skies turn to gray
i shouldn't but i cant hear my words
what's happening to my dream world
its falling apart at the seam
cant tell reality from a dream
i fade into nothing
into the pits of insanity
oh wait...it was just a dream
Copyright © Rachel Albritton | Year Posted 2011
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