POEM STARTER
Submitted by an anonymous Daily Prompt user.
"It was all becoming real."
Use this as the closing line of a poem in any style.
Nightmare Fuel
White light fills the sky
Was my life just a lie?
My mistakes are closing in
No escape; I'll never win
Memories hidden deep below
Things left behind long ago
Penitence, something to me unknown
With that, my forgiveness blown
Nightmares fueled by darkness
Resulting in a life of starkness
My end is growing near
Left alone with my fear
What was once a dream
Is now gathering steam
With no time left to heal
It was all becoming real
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