The Nights Guard

The Dream

“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream” – Edger Allan Poe

This is a dream, just a dream

So if it’s a dream I can wake up right

I’ll just close my eyes tight

When I open them I’ll see the light.

So why when I open them am I still here?

Is it a Nightmare, or real?

Just let me wake from this hell

Let me go back to my home

Tell me I’m not a monster

Tell me she’ll forgive me

Tell me she still loves me

Tell her I’m sorry

Tell her I care

Tell her I miss her

Tell her I want to wake from this Nightmare.

A/n: so this is just another poem I wrote. Let me know if you think I should turn this into a real story or just leave it as a collection of poems. P.S. If you can tell me who supposed to be the one writing this one I’ll give you a quick one-shot, no lemons.