by Rob Jun 26, 2015
category :
Dark, fantasy /
dark, horror
I am broken and no one can fix me, |
Your poem made me reflect on how interesting it is that we talk about our dreams as living and dying things - as through they are alive and can die. I know we personify a lot of things, but this is a rather consistent personification. I wonder why we bring our dreams to life, and signify their loss as death. |
by Rob
Thank You! |