Been Done

I had this dream

I swam in the midst of wires

Scratching, pulling, biting

I destroyed all that I desired

But it rewarded me nothing

My feelings remained

All remained meaningless

Senseless efforts to distract father time

Something to appease the mind

Unable to sit still

Unable to fill this void

Unable to taste the sweetness

You remember from that old dream

And then you remember that it was only a dream

As you plead to fall back asleep

But your eyes are desensitized and know

No dream like that will ever come again

Being awake is less fun

But being dead too has already been done

ⓒ 2001 Shawn Michael Quinn