These are a collection of untitled poems about my life,

Things of the past,
That I often think of, 
Things that have made me, me.
These are the things that make me sad,
And bring tears to my eyes. 

Revolving around a dream,
Life is so simple, or so it seems. 
But I am hiding within myself,
Like a shy little kitten on a shelf. 
And my life is revolving around a dream,
But it is not as simple as it seems.

Dreams of the past,
Invade my mind.
Visions of when,
I was a child. 
If I try hard enough,
I can feel the pain,
The sorrow, and rejection,
Of life as a child.
The pain starts increasing,
My head starts hurting,
I want to escape,
But this dream won't go.
The tears start flowing,
First slowly, than quickly,
The pain is leaving,
The visions are erased,
And dreams of the future,
Invade my mind.

© 2003 Deanna Henderson

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