in the still of the night silence reigns until it is rent asunder ….. by that chilling sound …....... the silent scream …... it rips across the valley floor for all who do not hear … to hear condemning them to a sleepless night …..... filed with dreams ….. just another night of the waking dead
© 2017 michael d emmerich
what if nothing exists we're all in somebody's dream maybe a series of dreams can we keep pretending there is nothing wrong should we? that fragile delusion called reality a thin line between reality and imagination with no exit in any direction in the long run possibly an insignificant difference come on everybody dream on, baby dream
© 2017 Michael D Emmerich
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