Last Dream

Last Dream short poem

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Under a dark velvet moonless sky
I am drowning with a wilt rose in my hand
Because I never learned well a lesson to swim
Not in the hard solid ground

I am helpless to stop the waves
Too hopeless to learn to surf
It swings me, takes me wherever it wants to go
Your promise fills my lungs with water

The light is strange and I can’t breath
the glassy wetness presses against my skin
slowly, carefully, deliberately
I am dying in a no end waiting

I am here looking at the same direction
I am listening to my own breath
You don’t know how I wonder
To meet you once in my life time

It seems like I am staring at you
so far in the surface, was it a mirage?
Are you real? Or am I just a numb iron
imagining to be a lively jellyfish

It’s snowing and I still remain here
I am trying some ways to fix my broken heart
I am crying in coldness, ice is my bed
And I can’t take you out of my head

My life is underwater now
Only if you know the feeling of being me
I supposed you don’t know how deep I am in
I can’t feel my own feet, my own tears

Will I see you in my last dream?

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