Master of My Dreams

by Brittney Follett   Oct 19, 2007


In my mind, in my thoughts,
They haunt me everywhere.
No matter how far I try to go,
They happen to be there.

Behind all my flashy smiles,
I put on this silly charade.
The real me cries behind
This person I've portrayed.

Sweet silence, what is it?
Whispers fill my dark mind.
There's no free space for me.
In the corners I am confined.

My pathetic life is busting
At its delicate little seams.
The Ghosts of my life are:
The Masters of my Dreams.

Copyright Brittney Follett

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  • 16 years ago

    by Rachel RTVW

    I like this piece. It is haunting, it flows well and the ending is excellent. Nice job!

  • 17 years ago

    by Fsams

    Perfect consecutive rhymes I shoud say with appropriate lexis used and having a smooth flow. Like it the way you have written :)

    With sheer appreciation
    Fsams

  • 17 years ago

    by Shinobi

    Amazing poem. You described your troubles in life as ghosts who hunt you. I liked the concept. The rhymes and flow was great here as well, keep up the good work 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Mr Rhee

    "The Ghosts of my life are..." I like that line. All very well put.

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