With the stars and moon I sleep,
dreaming of you-
peacefully and whole.
I dread the morning light,
for I rise with the sun
into a nightmare
where you become nothing
but a fantasy.
KLJ
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Author:
KLJ (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
The mind is kinder to the eyes that sleep. A feeling I know too well. Great write.
When dreams are more pleasant than reality. This poem reflects the nightmares of truth well written.
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