I Dreamed that I was Dead



I dreamed that I was dead.
There was no dread,
Merely a desire
To cross the barbed wire
And escape something or somewhere,
Perhaps despair.

Pressing my hand against the barbed wire, I felt no pain.
No guards came.
I did not cross, for I new I should find
That which I had left behind
– A man locked in his own mind.

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  1. Many thanks for sharing, which is much appreciated. Kevin

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    1. yw…a deep poetic piece….blessings

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