Dead Dreams

Expecting too much

Tiptoeing carefully, uncertainty

Stumbling, unsure of 

What to do or say
I too, have secret wishes

I too, sit alone

But for the memories

Where I come to dream
Too many regrets

Wordless whispers left unsaid

Doors and windows

To the soul

I close them all
Alone in my sadness

I stare at the stars

Looking for a place to hide

Under layers of dead dreams

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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