12:09 am Poem
Popcorn ceiling staring down
My whole world spinning around, around
My thoughts they wonder to and fro
for what I fear, I do not know
They say the things we cannot see
Haunt us mainly in our dreams
But what we dream to never see
Emerges and becomes... reality
Edit: Thank you for all the wonderful feedback, was really unsure how people would feel about so I greatly appreciate it all.
https://m.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/5dfuqh/comment/da4ad75
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Posted Nov 17, 2016, 2:04 PM UTC · edited
reads well mostly, the middle seems to trip over the tongue a little, might I suggest a new line for "They say..". Definitely a great contemplative poem, forces thought into the corners of the mind we don't usually use. The rhythm feels right to me, overall a good job.