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Nightmare i was born from the death of a flickering candle. A wisp of wind had slipped in through the crack of a windowsill & curled upward to meet the burning Flame. In a hushed snuff i was brought into this world–– plunging me deep in darkness––still bathing me in the silky shadows of your mind… i was created & as i place a hand on your warm head you drift off to sleep. You expect dreams of Wonderland and Alice, but you find, to your utter dismay, that you are tormented by years of yesterday. i silently weep & i watch them fall––my tears... for my existence brings no one pleasure no one will ever care So i wait for Her––Dream––that Sweet Girl... The Beauty in the night The Flame that Brings the Light The Gentle Touch to my malice… A Creature of a Different Kind i hear Her now as She turns the handle, pushing past the pain just to reach your most Precious Treasure bringing it forth through the dead Dreams i have given you Yes, it is true i am the nightmare Never Loved, always hated #Unreal #Poetry #Photography #Homosexuality #Struggle #HumanCondition #Imagery Visit our shop and subscribe. Sponsor us. Submit and become a contributor. Like us on Facebook and follow us on Twitter. CommentsComments are closed.
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