a dream (part 1)
 

A gift, a book, and all you see is true.
The sun.....it blinds me, keeps me from seeing what the clouds hide.
It's not important i guess.....but i see a image, a body....it looks like...me?
i can't feel the floor any more, i'm freely floating through the sky, rapidly falling down to the water.....am i to die? or....am i dead already?
the sky is blue like the ocean, sparkling like the sun can blind me.
The light under me, it calls me, it takes my soul away.
What is that seeping from me? is it my... self? i can move again, should i chase it? No it'd be a waste of time....but that thing looks like me.... it's walking deeper into the unforgiving darkness.....it's part of me, i should chase it........

(part 1 end)

My dream is that you never post on this site again.

Doth mine eyes deceive me? Capitals, commas, and full stops. Bravo!

Quit spamming you bastard! No one likes poetry anymore it died after 1992. Besides poetry is overrated anyways.

It's not poetry you dumbskull!!! Read the title.