sometimes I dream in color
neon words flashing bright
burning themselves upon the eyes
that i see in dreamstate
they stay with me in the day
…
that is when I fight the monsters
that live within…
…
the ones that scream those words
there voices the sounds of bombs and
the harshest of winds
…
I tire of the battles that follow even
to my sleep I tire of those neon words
that flash inside bigger and bigger
each day
…
I fight them
yet sometimes I am resigned
to the fact that sometimes
are forever and to fade away
would leave the words remaining
for the world to see
perhaps to find peace
or quiet at last
…
the words are big
the world bigger
I am just a man
who sometimes
feels so
small
…
I am more then the sum
of those words
…
yet other words add to the
sum of this man
…
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