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On the warm nights of spring I feel a breeze on my cheek,
how could it be that I'm feeling so bleak?
And the stars up above are all shining for me,
but that's not enough because it's you that I want to see.
Some nights you bless my dreams,
we meet in the darkest nights gloom.
Light still surrounds you, your beauty still astounds me.
But lately these all seem to turn to nightmares,
and they scare me half to death.
I open up my eyes and I'm surprised to hear my breath.
I lay in cold sweat, my feelings making sounds.
Sobs and screams have never seemed so profound.
Thoughts inside my head, are bouncing all around.
Things I never said, they will never come out now.
A poem I wrote like a year ago, it wasn't a reflection of anything, but it seems like it predicted the future.
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