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Nightmare
Her hoofs are pounding in my head,
A cacophony of raging dread
I see myself — all alone
They’re partying, laughing
Dancing and twirling
Without a care in the world, like
Queens and kings that sit on thrones
And I was just invisible
I see myself — on the sea
on the ship of love, and free
I was, of the pain, the dread,
stripped of sensibility
Yet misfortune befall’d
Like ‘Titanic’al story of me
I see myself — in the woods
No matter how I should
try. Calling out, begging,
like the whinnies set free
by the mare of my darkest dreams
I see myself — not enough
Drowning under the outside tough
they say, look at her, look at him
can’t you be just half of them?
Expectations too great, hopes
too high. I’m going, I’m going,
I’m already going under.
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Life can be a nightmare, but also a daydream; the difference is if you can control the reins of life. Life will always be hard, and most people will understand this poem at some point of their life.