Life is like a never
Ending dream
A wish never realized as
A number never drawn
While death is like the raven rapping at your
Door
The rose writhing like
A butterfly being born
And dreams are like the
Guls flying over the sea
When doubt is like the dragon
Defeating the willful knight
Have the penknife in your back
Blookd dripping from the vampires fangs
Hate is the fuel for violence as
Jokes bring laughter
Reality is as the sun tells
Us all to wake
Subconscious is like black
Something strange yet beautiful
Life is like a never ending dream
While death is like the rave
Rapping at your door
© Tiffany Dyke