strange places I went in a single dream once...thought I'd place a person in them all in a poem :)


Deja' Vu

I walk the streets of New York City
You know it is but such a pity
My one and only friend is Kitty.

I walk the dessert sands of Saudi
I am but spirit, mind, and body
All the dresses here are gaudy.

I walk the tight wire circus rope
One thing I don't do is dope
My lover and I are going to elope.

I walk the waters of the ocean
For my skin I don't need lotion
My afterlife is set in motion.

I walk the raging fires of hell
Why in the mirror do I look pale?
I remember now from a building I fell.

I walk the skies in search of heaven
I see some friends and boyfriend Kevin
And I see my brother who died at seven.

I walk the path back from the light
I suddenly regain my sight
I guess I had the will to fight.

I walk the halls of the hospital ward
I don't know what I'm walking toward
Give me strength, oh help me Lord.

I walk out the window and fall toward the ground
I frantically search but find nothing around
Until finally I grab the ledge that I found.

I rise from bed... it was all just a dream?
A feeling tells me thing aren't what they seem
I turn around and start to scream.

I rise again... deja vu
I wonder if this is dream number two
Now I wonder what I should do.






Poetry by Kristina
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Written on 2007-02-23 at 06:16

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