Trapped

She sees with her eyes, what you see in your dreams.
Monsters and ghosts dance round and round.
She is forever trapped
between a dream and reality;
between this world and the next.
With good and bad she walks a path
trodden many times before.
Never ceasing, always seeing.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I want to add more to this...It will come to me eventually, I suppose

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I think you

have what it takes to express yourself in words, although the only way to get better at writing is to keep writing...

As far as style or the use of the various forms of poetry, it is up to you, read the classics, emulate your favorite poets.

Try that is all any of us can do.

Peace

Dylan


"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"

Dylan Eliot