The gnarled old floor creaks ominously underfoot
As my broken spirit plummets,
Spiralling hopelessly downward
To where the shattered picture lies,
Framed amidst glittering blood-drenched shards;
Gritty, gut-crunching splinters
Stinging my cold, bare feet.
I try once again and....
I've lost my smile forever now
And know not where it went.
Stripped so unkindly away
With such dry-sobbing sadness:
Tear-drenched, bitter-sweet memories
Ring endlessly throughout this darkness
That was me.
I try once again and....
Oh once I was so young and rich and proud,
Sparkling brightly under time's slow rich burden,
Wanting
...
Lately I again have misstaken dreams to be awaken state...like last night...I move my legs in bed and I feel a sting...I moove my legs back and forth
IA56 27th March 2024, 07:54 AM
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Re: IA´s dream diary....
In last night dream I was looking out of a window or a glass wall into a room...feeling was that it was a classroom...2 men where sitting in the room...like
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