Treasure Island

Adam M. Snow

(5/30/1988 / Phoenix, AZ)

Lost in a Self Taught Dream


Alone I sit in chamber morn;
confusion reigns, so I scorn.
The world itself berates my soul,
lost in thought when bell charm toll.

I ponder on, still lost in thought;
lost in dreams such devilish plot.
I now held dear this cursed heart,
torn between us, now flown apart.
Brought to a still in day of yore;
written in blood, this untimely lore.

Submitted: Sunday, June 02, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013

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