Sleep-Created Fantasy World Part 1
My conscience flickers within my brain
My eyes meet the floor in constant shame
In a dark room I sit and wait
Until I go into my own world with less hate
My eyes get tired and begin to close
The thumping of my blood developing flows
Mind twists into a sleepy mode
Of all the different roads I rode
I’ve finally made it to my sweet refugee
A world I created for just me
I land on my feet in the middle of the wood
With all the colors of the rainbow and the air smelling so good
My best faerie-friend lands in the palm of my hand
She tells me what the goblins did to the land
And how them and the giants destroyed it with fights
How the sun stopped shining it’s precious lights
I needed to be there for it had been too long
So I whistled my genuine elf-song
The dragons, gnomes, faeries, and friends
All came out as the white-tigers emerged from their dens
They circled around me with tears in their eyes
Told me how the giants and goblins took our most precious prize
They tried to destroy the world I made
Tried to wipe out all the life and the world began to fade
They were so glad I was home again
We will create an army and now we’d win...
Copyright © Holly Knoles | Year Posted 2011
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