DREAMS IN INK
Bleeding You're Dreams in Ink
Dreaming is not only worthy of participator
But to the journal that holds the ink of dreams
This gives the outsider of the dreams to become
real to the ones that read
yet not too bleed out what it seek in the night of
the dreamers fright that keeps up the wright
The true understanding the sybaritic and delight
enhancing function of the dreamer
Deep down in the writers mind plays out another time
the consciousness of mankind is one and if you could
not see this with a necked eye you are blind
Screaming, temporary disorientation, and minimal recalls
of content occur with night terrors
The dreamer fears what it see what it don't see
but what it feels of a place of the unknown that eats away
at the soul that turns cold among falling leaves
riding the mind of another time that brings on more attention
to the night of something cold, bold of the black dark wings
My mother and grandmother holds on to the ink of what they
known of long ago that eats away at their souls
Taking a bath in a bloody past can take you down fast.
Poetic Lilly J.Emery (c)
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