Proof

Proof

A Poem by ShaneBerry
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the dream continues to repeat itself over and over again.....same s**t different night i geuss...

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hey eyes are filled with blood
she speaks 
but i cannot hear
she cries
i die
inside
"look at me"
she says, now standing infront
i am laying in a hospital bed
she is standing over
looking down at
"thank you" she says
i do not reply
my eyes are wide
did i die that day?

how do i not know if i am alive, or if i am in a lucid dream that neve ends, and the dreams are my final minnutes alive? why can i not stop haveing these dreams?
when will the cease to keep me awake at night? or are they trying to wake me up? i am scared, or is the fear a compilation of my known fear of the unknown? 
is this all for real?
or not?
am i a real human?
or am i a rotting corps in the dirt?
how do i know if i am alive?
were is the proof?

© 2010 ShaneBerry


Author's Note

ShaneBerry
can anybody help me? the dream is commet tail... but i cannot stop feeling like this.....pleas someone help..

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Believe it or not, many people feel this way. Not knowing if they are really living or just dreaming. Nothing to worry about. One way or the other you will eventually wake up and realize one or the other. Several errors in this, but interesting none the less.

Posted 15 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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You know love, no one truly knows that, but in a way, thats the surreality of life!
Writing can be a great release :)
There is no proof in life along the way I guess, but we are all in the same 'matrix' hon. We are infinite, we live on, through energy, so in that light, does it matter?
Just be rest assured that you are existing, and not the only one to feel like this sweety, just grab that pen and write! lol
Awesome poem
Hugs xx

Posted 15 Years Ago


I don't know,the poem seems to be all over the place,you move from one painful subject to the other so suddenly there is no connection between them.I can see though that you were trying to release lots of emotions into this,I just think your energy was umm....can I say confused and not focused?

if your in need of any help go to someone you trust,don't keep things inside,a poem is a good place to start,but you have to talk to someone and share it,hope I helped :)

Posted 15 Years Ago


Writing, for me, is the best outlet besides talking to a loved one about what goes on inside my tormented mind. Reading helps me escape reality when I need to the most.
Having a passion for something and using it as a release is usually the best thing that can help negative occurences like this. If all else fails, turn to a friend you know will listen&that you know you can trust and let it out.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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ShaneBerry
ShaneBerry

denton, TX



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My Chemical Romance “The Ghost of You” Name: Shane Douglas Berry Age: Born on 8/4/1992 Hair color: Brown Eye color: Green Skin color: White, Freckled Tattoos: Oroborus (red, center.. more..