No idea what I should call this, there is technically two names, the post title and the one said before the poem
Vision Within Nine Stanzas
Falling upwards into the sky
Forwards backwards now I fly
I'm ending where I started
From heaven to earth to heaven again
Then I wake up asleep inside my dreams
Looking around everything seems, fine
Too fine, this is fake
Because I'm sleeping awake
I awake into my sleepless nightmare with the sky falling down
I close my eyes to truly look around
I see the etheral images of people running
Towards the disaster do they not know
I see it why can't they
On my knees I begin to pray
Out loud in my head I say
How I want them to live another day
I see them open doors right to walls
Bringing their lives to complete stalls
Looking around to find a way out
Inside their heads I hear them shout
Will they truly open their eyes
And look up the skies
To see what's falling around
And bringing them to the ground
Eyes are closed, inside and out
They're not looking or wanting to
This is what will end them
It will end you
Be careful in your life my dear
Don't live out with total fear
Don't sit around an down in with beer
You'll have a second chance within the year
I see it now, hope is with us
In myself even, I feel good
I see doors opening, and paths behind them
Now people are starting to see what they should
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