#WritcoPoemPrompt58
I dreamt of falling down a well,
A narrow tube, deep beneath the earth,
Dark and moist, I saw a small child,
What’s it trying to tell?
It happens to me all of the time .
It like I travel down a tunnel
Of oblivion
I cant stop
It's just there in my vision
It tends to close in on me
With what I could describe only as heaven
A feeling of pure bliss
No noise not a sound even
But a love so pure and innocent.
It meets me half way
Falling in tune with my heart.
I am the child staring back
At me
Wondering
Were am I
Where have i just been
The tube of silence
Discovering
Me and eating me alive
Whole .
My breathe is startled
Shaken
I have woken
From the dream state
Where now I can
Travel freely
Just like a lost child
Looking to chase every...