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 © | Year Posted 2007

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