I Dream

I dream of regrets. I dream of nagging echoes
that whisper, "what might have been?"

I dream of stabbing pangs of longing. But in my dreams,
these regrets, these echoes, these pangs, are not mine.

In my dreams, I am the oblivious one. Incognizant of
the ache that pounds in you. I am the one living well.

Reviews

[Seashell]

More like nightmares for someone else....poor soul.
This has a very different feel to it Creepy
I like it
:-) x

[Corset]

"Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words, killing me softly with his song..." laalalaaa

[icelandicblue]

I like the twist in the end. Living well is the best revenge. You've said a lot with so few words.

[Rogue]

I really like the subtle turn you took at the end of this.
Something about the way you string your thoughts together.. Be they in stories or poem that I enjoy.
Always extremely good writing.