Wednesday, December 19, 2007


Walking in the haze before me

Are these dreams brought by sleeping?

Or is this where I want to be?

Slow---dragging feet

No---these are not dreams I want

I try to cast them off

Heavy burden of a dream

I stop to wonder

Yes---maybe this is where I want to be

An escape from reality

I can dream anything I want here

But I can't make it come true

I'll have to leave the haze of this dream world

Thick syrupy lies of a dream world

I have to face biting reality to realize...

The most fulfilling dreams...

Are the ones that you live when wide awake---


Well this is a poem I wrote in my senior year of high school...I believe. I decided to post it here (I have posted it on my livejournal and myspace accounts too).

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