DREAMER OF SOUL ~SADEYES4EVER~

Sometimes I sit and think
And then I think to long
Think too long that my soul begins to sink
Sinks to where I am no longer me
The person that I use to be,
Before I started to think
Then my eyes become weak
And slowly I fall into a deep sleep
Then I begin to dream
Dream about what would happen to me
If I were to stop and think in my dream
would my soul begin to sink deeper?
And would my life become creepier
To the point where my soul is eaten
And I am no longer sleepin
For my soul has been eaten
And I feel that I am no longer sinkin
I feel that I am coming closer to being a dreamer
Lying an a casket forever sleepin
For ever thinking
Forever dreaming
As a


~DREAMER~


Love ~sadeyes4ever~ I don’t really like this poem I think it is whack but ill let u guys decide thanks ALOT