walking in an unkown ally, <br />hearing rocks jump, dumpster's being kicked <br />almost like a harmonic sound. <br />Thinking out loud for what to say <br />for being late. <br /> <br /> <br />Snapped out of thought to hear <br />quiet foot steps from behind <br />afraid to lose something dear <br />from my purse i swish it over <br />my head. <br /> <br /> <br />Lady in black materialized in front of me <br />saying 'Its your time, one who goes by rain'. <br />feeling my color drain from my lifeless face <br />looking brave rain says 'i'll go when i'm ready <br />so leave me the hell alone'. For a second looking dazed. <br /> <br /> <br />Feeling determined she walks away but <br />not knowing death is around teh corner. Hitching <br />a ride, driving with loud thunderous music <br />can no longer hear for the crash and <br />shattering glass sady in black comes to take me away. <br /> <br /> <br /> (this is the short version of 'DREAM')<br /><br />Anne Ornelas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-a-dream-or-is-it-shorter-version-of-dream/
