A dream is a dream, but nothing more?
A thought that a young girl keeps.
Does any of it really count?
But nothing happy comes as she weeps.
Her dreams are what keeps her going,
no one can take that away.
Can there be such things as love?
She stares at her ceiling while she lay.
His voice echoes through the room,
his eyes penetrate her soul.
Does he really exist or not?
Or is it her heart that he once stole?
He fades into her dreams,
watching her run from her fears.
He guides her through ruins, disasters that are made,
and wipes away her tears.
She wants him there,
to touch his skin and to feel her true kiss first.
Can he be false, this guardian vampire,
or will he only be cursed.
She sees no evil,
but red eyes glow every night when she dreams.
He may be watching over her carefully,
but he is the one who causes her screams.
Author notes
Sorry I changed the patterns, but I wanted something different. Please tell me what I can change to make this better, because I know there are mistakes. Thanks!
Written June 16th, 2006
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i dont see anything needing to change here i think it is a well done poem you write very good and i think you should keep it up i think it has great imagery i say well done on writing it
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Thanks! I thought it seemed a little rough, but I agree. Thanks for commenting!
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groovy
hmmm, i dont see anything that really needs to be changed, maybe even out the syllables a bit more, but that might mess it up, i actually like it the way it is! it has great imagery and its a tad bit creepy
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