Shollow my sleep <br />I have heard muffled sounds <br />very close in the mist <br />the mist I breath out in my <br />dreams. <br /> <br />Dreaming <br />below in the valley <br />along the stone steppes <br />trodding <br />down from behind me. <br /> <br />The rusty iron gate <br />moves in and out <br />leaving <br />red stains behind me. <br /> <br />While I dream each night <br />different odd dreams <br />trying to find the one <br />dream <br />where I'm not alone <br />I wait for the dream <br />that is right.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/being-ill-and-alone/
