Forever Asleep
The fun of life escapes me
Gone with one sharp blow
Why am I here?
The purpose comes too slow.
Is it all a dream?
The dreamer forever asleep.
I walk down corridors
Full of lonely black
Plagued with haunting questions
Answers never come.
Alone, I cry.
But for what?
The purpose is unknown
The dreamer forever sleeps.
© Catherine
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