Dream Walking… #Poetry




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Dream walking

How can I be dreaming

when I know I am awake?

I see the ghost of myself

haunting my family

tormenting them.

Moving things around the house

whispering close to their ears

words they cannot understand

That I myself have never heard

a strange, sharp-tongued sound.

There is darkness in their meaning.

I feel their fear, they have aged.

Why would I be doing this

to the ones I love?

Have I been given a glimpse

of what is to become of me

when my life is done?

Can I change it before it happens?