The Fall
(Fall of Icarus, Saraceni Carlos)
I dreamt you fell,
From a great height.
You tumbled and crashed.
And there was nothing I could do,
But watch in horror.
My silent screams couldn't reach you.
You lay in a pool of blood,
Limp and gone, incapable
Of being revived, rescued or saved.
I woke up wanting to cry,
Because there's nothing worse
Than watching someone die
Before your eyes.
I dreamt you fell.
Or maybe it really happened
I don't know anymore,
What do I believe?
A dream that feels solid
Or reality that seems cloud like.
In any case, I prayed.
Because that's all I can do these days.
Apparently it helps,
Even if you are a sceptic,
And know very well God is too busy
To pay heed to foreboding dreams.
Still I prayed.
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