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Dreams
As you see
The outside shell
Of a dream
What do you think?
Is this perfection?
Is this hope?
Are these dimensions
Of a ghost?
No, this is lost hope.
Mortals, how we don’t understand
How to cope
With the fear.
Standing on the battlefield
There is danger to yield
Yet I stand a great distance
Behind the ones that I heal.
The dreams we know so well
Are turning to blood
As we wait and tell
The stories of all that could.
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This piece is just a random one I wrote in my free time. I think it really speaks out to be different though. I will be submitting this piece into my school's writing contest next year. I submitted one this year and won the tenth grade placement. I wanted to make something strange...something different...something for you to think about. When you look at a dream, what do you see? Then it all turns to morbidity and darkness. My writing style is mainly dark and pure morbidity most times, because I feel like dark pieces give more of a variety then happy-go-lucky pieces do. I did write happy-go-lucky pieces when I was younger, 10-11 years old. As I am maturing though, I am getting more experienced and into my work where I feel like the girl I was back then isn't who I am now. I was super girly and always loved pink and being popular..but now I am the wallflower in school. I don't get noticed much, I am a rocker, I love rock music and wear black 24/7. Me changing from girly to rocker from 10-16 years old really helped me find what style I should be writing in. Happy and girly or dark and morbid. Dark and morbid, because that is who I grew up to be and I couldn't imagine it any other way. I think another reason on why that probably happened was switching schools 3 different times in that time period. I like writing things that give the readers something to think about, and I think I did exactly that in this piece. Comments and ratings are very well appreciated:) Open to any questions as well:)