Chapter 11. "Just a dream."

A poem I wrote: September ???? 2004.

(Still 15 years old.)

I was always poetically inclined. 

From a young age, and for as long as I could read really, I was drawn to it in any and all forms.

It is beautiful.

Expressive.

Raw.

Honest.

It is one of the best parts of humanity in my opinion.

I'll leave you all at that lol.

Here is one of my old childhood poems folks.

Enjoy.

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It's dark in here.

I see no light.

I'm all alone and full of fright.

I hear no voices

See no doors.

My sweat is dripping from my pores. 

And all around it's all pitch black

I'm waiting for the knife to hit my back.

But lo and behold there is no knife

And suddenly the room is full of life!

What is this?

I don't understand.

Are these real people, or holograms? 

I reach out to grab a hand

But I fall right through and hit the sand.

What the hell...

I'm on a beach! 

My voice is gone, I've lost all speech.

For here right in front of me

Is a lady-like man

And a manly lady!

I turn to run

But hit a wall.

I don't know where it came from

But it's mighty tall.

I look behind me 

To face my foe

But they've disappeared

Where did they go?

I look back ahead

The wall is gone.

And then I hear a beautiful song.

But soon it turns into a fearsome roar

And I am in a room with a lion

Where is the door!?

But I look again

And its only a cat...

Its holding a giant baseball bat.

I turn to run and fall into the street

And scramble quickly to my feet

But suddenly I'm tightly tied

Between two moving cars

This is the last ride!

They pull me as they grow farther apart 

I can't move at all, I can hear my heart!

But then I wake 

With a horrible scream

And realize its just a dream!

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Yeah...young-me was going through something.

I don't remember this poem, or whatever dream spawned it...but yeah, that was a weird read for sure. 

My poetry has grown and matured a lot since then lol

Like a LOT. 

That young-me was very much without direction.

It's strange to look back and see how I thought back then.

Feels like it wasn't me at times, you know?

See you soon folks.