I dreamed of the chaotic silence,
As I stood under a starry sky,
There were thousands of reason to smile for,
But nothing for the tears to dry,
And somewhere in the back of my mind
Rests the memories of the old me,
Sometimes they flash too brightly in front of my eyes,
The pictures of the person I now wish to be,
I tightened my grip, as I tried to hold,
The times that were already gone,
And that starry sky faded away,
As a new life came shining with the dawn,
Sometimes I still go back,
In search of those skies to stand underneath,
It's like chasing something frantically,
Which had always been just a dream indeed.
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Fever Dreams
PoetryThere's just something so peaceful about the late hours that brings out the creativity in me. I have had these poems in my journals and diaries for years, thought it was time somebody read them. I hope you like it..<3
