Dark Dream
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It was the night before Samhain.
I had plans for the big night,
So I wanted to sleep in.
Deep in sleep as my head hit my pillow,
I drifted to a dark, sinister place.
A lady in red
With evil words and evil intent.
“But I’m a Wiccan!” I cried.
With a smile, she replied,
“As hard you try, you’re really Darkness’ child!”
I tried to run.
Whenever I turned,
My stomach churned.
No escape, because she appeared there.
Out of my dream,
I awoke,
With many a scream.
I had plans for the big night,
So I wanted to sleep in.
Deep in sleep as my head hit my pillow,
I drifted to a dark, sinister place.
A lady in red
With evil words and evil intent.
“But I’m a Wiccan!” I cried.
With a smile, she replied,
“As hard you try, you’re really Darkness’ child!”
I tried to run.
Whenever I turned,
My stomach churned.
No escape, because she appeared there.
Out of my dream,
I awoke,
With many a scream.
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I had this weird dream and I'm not sure I understood it all. The poem is what I remember of it. It scared me pretty bad. Terrie
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Poetry.com 4.7 out of 5 based on 3 votes.
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nice poem
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Seems very creepy, I loved it tho.
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The use of repetition makes it really good. One question, if you're Wiccan, who would darkness be?
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