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R.E.M


There were just a few tears that come down

There was a storm. . . A never ending, Silent storm

. . . It's Ironic because there's a storm outside right now

There was some hail as well, beating at the windows

Just like all my thoughts and emotions beat at my insides.

 

 

I woke up punching the air

I was so frustrated.

 

" I'm in R.E.M" . . . I was in R.E.M

My body could not move

But it wasn't like something I could choose.

It wasn't something I would choose.

Paradoxical sleep?

 

Freud said, " Dreams are unconcoious wishes.",

So can you explain to me what this is?

Because this was not on my wish list.

To see the dead or dying. . .

 

I've seen you in my dreams

I saw you in the sky the day you died

You were surrounded by white clouds

You had a smile that was sooo bright

 

But I did not know you but once before. . . we danced.

 

I wondered why you came to me though

Was there something you want me to let your loved ones know?

 

Poe let me know,

" Doubting , dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before."

So is this why I saw the bullet hit her chest at the open door?

 

The voices in my head are going back and forth

I'm no where near schizophrenic

My mind has just always been energetic.

 

Explain to me why I'm not dreaming of my dreams.

I don't know what it means.

I don't know.

 

I'm just in this deep sleep 

Sweating 

Crying

Yelling

this deep sleep

in this deep sleep , I only weep.

- Kashope`

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Kashope

I enjoy everything creative, from music to fashion to literature. I use poetry as a way to say things I feel I am not able to say when I feel like it. I am just striving to be successful and be happy for once.

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