Undead

Undead

A Poem by I Am Svetlana

Save me from the demon
That crawled into my bed.
The one who lives inside my head.
I go to sleep with stories unread.
Words unsaid.
The world will soon become undead.

There is one I know
Who drags me down too deep.
That stalks me in my sleep.
Wishing me, a thing for it to keep.
Hoping one day, we could meet.
Along that long and empty street.

Bring me to the surface
When it wishes to drown me.
There are new places I wish to be.
People I wish to see.
Just drag me back to reality!

© 2014 I Am Svetlana


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A good rhyming poem. Very enjoyable...:)..............

Posted 12 Years Ago



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I Am Svetlana
I Am Svetlana

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