Watching a Dream

this world
my world
this dream 
my dream

in his dream i see another me
the me that i want to be
the me that wish to be
but may not ever come to be

I watch myself living my life
making the same wrongs and rights
But from i regret at what i saw
The end of the dream in lefted me in shock and awe

I saw my end was much too quick
Death at an young age,the cause: a bullet

Then i awake from a world 
that was more than it seems
But then i still hear the film rolling
Am i still watching this dream
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Chappell Avatar
November 6, 2010 at 9:07 AM
i have the same style of dream each night my friend ,cut that never heal,for there will be no screams just a bed of empty dreams
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