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I stand on the edge of reality
fearing the world beyond sleep
where nightmares run rampant
and dreams seem to be lost

I am here just a step from wakefulness
here where the fears lie in ambush
for the moment that I close my eyes
when the world fades away to darkness

I fear what lies there in the deep
where the dreams fall away
leaving only that which lies
deadly in the depths of my soul.

Trapped in a place where angels don't sing
Where even the damned don't venture
a place so cold that winter shatters
the depths of my own troubled mind.

exhaustion has finally settled in
I have no choice but then to drift
close my eyes to embrace the destiny
face my own demons as they devour my soul.
©2004-2009 *scarlettsyren
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Author's Comments

There are moments when you feel almost complete...almost fixed again and then suddenly the demon you hid deep inside comes to the surface in the form of a dream. You thought you forgot his face, and the fear he brought with him....but you suddenly realize...all you did was bury those very things deep in the depths of your being...where even the frozen freeze to the point of shattering. Where the damned won't even go....a place that is so scary...that only nightmares can bring it forth.

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:iconblackxraven:
ooh, very nice imagary here, i like this a lot, in fact, i think i'm going to favourite it!

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Look towards the light...forever...
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-smiles- thank you very much for the comment and for the favorite.
:icontiger--eyes:
Great imagery, and a wonderful, punctuating ending. Those can be hard to do.

Also, I quite enjoyed the Artist's Comments thing. Gave me shivers.

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The less real I am to you, the more perfect you can make me.
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-smiles- Thank you very much. I appreciate you saying that. This piece means an exceptionally great lot to me, and even as dark as it is. Its helped me a whole lot deal with some things.
:icontiger--eyes:
That's what poetry's for. It's therapy, no?

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I'm a poet. Take a look: [link]
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The less real I am to you, the more perfect you can make me.
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Yes, that is what poetry is for. -smiles- Its therapy.

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