Friday, September 2, 2011

Poem

I couldn't figure out if I'd already posted this one yet, but here:

My Glass Domain

Safe and secure, tucked into my bed

The curtains drawn shut; the air still

No one can reach me; no one can hear

All they see is the light passing through


The rabbit hops by; I let it pass

The caterpillar now flies; I stay where I’m at

I keep my mind closed to dreams

And in doing so, I save my head


I look through the pane of glass

That in this world is called a window

Look at the mistakes my former self made

As the red rose vines curl around my heart


And I slowly find myself looking into the world unseen

By the people who don’t believe in dreams

I try not to; but I already have my sight

And I can’t stop seeing, what is always there


Safe and secure, tucked into my bed

The curtains drawn shut; the air still

No one can reach me; no one can hear

All they see is my glass domain


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