Dreaming

While I was dreaming

I dreamt I died

I dreamt the funeral

I saw it in my mind



The white lilies and red roses

All posed with care

The coffin up front

I saw my body there



All my family

All my friends

All crying over me

How could this be?



My mind flashed

And I saw the car

It came at me

And all I did was stare



My body helpless

Lying on the concrete

The driver hadn't seen me

Not soon enough at least



My soul saw him

Screaming and not knowing what to do

"Somebody comfort him!" I cried

But no one heard me



I was a ghost

A ghost pleading for my killer's life

The people who saw it there

They cried out "Murderer!"



But I knew him and his world

It, like mine, was filed with strife

That's why he drove so recklessly

He was out to end his life not mine



I hope he'll get a fair trial

For his reckless schemes

But please tell my daddy dear

He never meant to kill me

Author's Notes/Comments: 

2000
My first poem of that year. based on an actual dream I had.

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