Murky Dreams

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In my recurring nightmare,

my past walked through murky waters

bold, making his presence known.

Death stood on the other side,

almost gaily, though darkness

peered from beneath his hood.

Present held his head down low,

to let his tears fall into the rising waters.

He knew the other two held all the power,

and everyone, including myself, had forgotten

him and the beauty he once held. 

Just before they reached me on the other side

I awoken from this strangeness. 

Though the answer was so clear,

it eluded me during the day.

@ donetta sifford 11-8-2013

Written for: Anonymous Legacy