In advance I apologize for the more morbid poem; we’ll be back to more light hearted posts next 🙂
“I Dreamt of Dying”
I dreamt of dying, whilst asleep,
Of thoughts I cannot recollect,
And life I loved but cannot keep,
A truth for which I must accept.
In sleep I saw my friends and kin,
In face of my mortality,
But when despair was spent and thin,
They overcame reality.
I reminisced for what I’d done,
From striking feats to oversights,
With pain and guilt I cannot shun,
And pride and joys I dare not fight.
My dream concluded with my death,
I saw myself upon a shore,
The ocean came and took my breath,
And down I sank to its murky floor.
Soon thereafter I awoke
From my dream of life and death,
My lips so parted as I spoke,
And out escaped my final breath.