Poem

Was it a dream

I arose through the water
It was a matter of timing
Only had seconds
My nerves were numb
My Heart did not beat
My eye’s shed the water
I let the arrow fly
Toward the one
The one that tormented
The one who was guilty
In my anger, I became judge
I was not right, but my anger blinded
The arrow raced through the clean air
It struck the one who was filth
Gushed with clean blood
Not black like I envisioned!
So much pain he caused
for so many
No relief I found
I slid back to the depths
I saw many souls
who were gasping for peace
None of us found it
It was a lonely drift downward
It was worse that the original pain
I awoke from my sleep
In cold sweat, my heart overworked
Struggle to regain reality
Was it a dream?

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About Tim

I'm a blogger that writes about Type 1 Diabetes. I do this because I have 2 daughters with Type 1. I also have a another daughter and a baby boy that do not, I would prefer they don't get diagnosed either.
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