Dreams
I haven’t had a dream in longer than I can remember.
It’s not that I don’t sleep, it’s just that…
Maybe it was a November?
No. That was something else…
It’s really not that bad.
I don’t wake up afraid anymore, at least not because of that…
Could it be that maybe I’m sad?
No. There’s really nothing to feel…
I guess I’ll never know.
It’s not like it’s a problem, but it’s…
Is there anyone I could even ever show?
No. It’s just who I am.
Copyright © Harrison Murphy | Year Posted 2017
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