Only a dream.

by randombadpoet

Published October 26, 2026

E - Everyone

In Poetry

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The wind throws leaves everywhere.
You get a glimpse of the moon, 
lighting the ground below before getting covered by trees once again.
Running, running towards the light.
The wind rushes past you.
Fog submerges the trees behind, 
like a blanket covering their limbs.
The trees sound as though they are yelling at you.
¨Wake up! Wake up!¨ but it sounds more like a bell
Realization sinks into your body as you slow.
You awaken to find your alarm clock yelling at you,
ringing til you slap it to stop
You look around you. 
No fog, no trees, no forest.
It was all just a dream.

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