Poetry Corner

Verse & Graphic by Adam

Shattered Dreams

As I fall into a deep slumber.
My eyes are shut, but my mind still wanders.
Deep, dark shadows lurking about.
They smirk at me, without an evil doubt.

Into the distance I gaze.
Upon gloomy mountains of purpled haze.
I look up at the mountains.
Seeing blackened eyes and hearing thunder.
Turning anxiously, gasping for air.
I try to hide.
But the eyes of black magic. 
Scowl back at me.  

A bitter, frigid chill.
In the air, it all seems too real.
Finding that the end is near.
I cry out loud with terror.
Only to awaken.

I ask myself, "Was this a dream?"
Or, could it be reality...