DreamstateA Poem by Sincerely, Alex
No more dreaming.
There is a boy beyond the clouds in the sky
With wings black as death that help him fly
Last I saw him, he flew away with my heart
Whenever he visits, its beat starts
His wings enclose me; with him I am whole
He whispers I am an angel, from higher above then he could ever attempt to hold
I will spend eternity with him, encased in his wings
When woken from this dream of longing and hope,liquid descends from my eyes
His wings do not lift me up, they make me fall to my demise
I must escape from this dream that will never come true
For my eyes are blinded by this bittersweet lie that my mind clings to
There can be no more dreaming like a girl so in love
He can never be my reality; I cannot be with him above
The angel of death is not as alive as my dreams make him to be
© 2011 Sincerely, Alex
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