
Sometimes they need to be forgotten.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Drama - Words: 170 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 2 - Published: 02-16-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2476402
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It was only a dream
It wasn't real
But when I look back,
That's not how I feel.
Too good to be true
I didn't hold on,
Felt I was thrown away
Like some useless pawn.
Needed to wake up
From the nightmare from hell
There was only one way
To break the spell.
The spell, it was broke
My words did it in,
Yet my problem remains
And my head does spin.
The world seems brighter
All save a few places
These shadows coming
When I look at their faces.
I cannot stay in
And I cannot get out
The demons are loose
I hear them shout.
Why do I stay
I long to be free
Like the bird that flies north
And rests on a tree,
The way out is clear
My head screams that it's right
But the way out is blackness
And blackness I fight.
Tired I am
Of this battle for life
I long to retire
And give up my strife.
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