Poetry Contest Entry
Artist - Twentieth Century Fox
© Courtesy of Hinde Sight
Sweet Dreams
~By A. Neale
Void, nil, nothing
Just a wide chasm waiting to engulf me
Eroding me, little by little
It's overpowering, I know I must fall
But not just yet, please
Descent into the pitch black
Chasm widens, yearning greedily to swallow me up
I close my eyes, the Chasm is nearer
I don't want to fall, yet I know I must
Yawn, stretch, scratch, roll over
Into the void known as sleep
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