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When a Dream Ends and the Nightmare Begins

Walking upon shards of broken glass with every faltering step I take Travelling through life at haste with no compass steering wheel or brake. Trying to unravel a mass of tangled knots Laying in life's gutter wounded trying to liberate myself from the putrid stench of obscurity and not be forgot. Mind full of unwanted clutter swirling like a tempest around and around Life's din perpetrating the ear drums with excruciating loud perpetual grinding sound. Lost in the harsh wilderness battered by the wind No one knows the things I've seen or the places I have been. Tied to the rocks lashed and broken by the waves cursed at birth wake up from a dream and another nightmare another battle to face today.

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Debra Squyres

Date: 1/8/2014 5:25:00 AM

Heartfelt words. Very moving and realistic poetry showing some of the struggles in life.

Peter Dome
Date: 1/8/2014 5:34:00 AM

Thank you so much Debra. I appreciate your feedback and kindness.take good care. best wishes. Pete.

Jenny Brewer

Date: 1/7/2014 8:50:00 PM

OMG i love it,i love it so much im jumping up and down. It's brilliant.

Peter Dome
Date: 1/8/2014 5:14:00 AM

Thank you very much Jenny. very kind of you to stop by.and your kind words. never had anyone so enthusiastic about my poems before take good care best wishes. Pete.

Cherl Dunn

Date: 1/7/2014 8:14:00 PM

i'm honored to be the first to comment on this write, it is a deeply felt poem i can tell this much it's got creepy feeling to it but the words used are wonderful to add an evil feeling great job here, also thank you for your rail of the review of the tral of the gypies. i think their is a little bit of gypy in all of us. cheri

Peter Dome
Date: 1/7/2014 8:20:00 PM

Hi Cherl. where this came from I'm not sire it just evolved, out of frustration I suppose. Life is pretty tough at the moment.. hope your ok. loved your poem very much. a fav for me.Thank you take care. best wishes.Pete.