I nightmared
My own funeral
And the words
Spoken
Here lies a boy
Who dreamed dreams
But never lived
Here lies a man
Who only saw
One side of the hill
A dreamer crushed by reality
Broken ribs
Broken heart
I woke up
With the taste of dirt in my mouth
Saturday, April 5, 2008
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Key/Legend
word = speaking/singing
(word) = whispering/echo
[word] = stern voice/screaming
(word) = whispering/echo
[word] = stern voice/screaming
4 comments:
Short and to the point. Really sticks in your mind. I like it
A very nice poem.
"A dreamer crushed by reality"
that happens all the time.
short and sweet, just like i like 'em
"Who dreamed dreams
But never lived"
that part really got to me; it's been happening a lot lately.
beautiful poem...and thanks for commenting on my blog...
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