I had a freak dream:
I am a victim,
and I am fleeing from
my shadow, that was really big.
I was crying:
"Help me!",
people are laughing.
Every
saw it and just walked about
like I'm nothing, zero, worm, ought.
They spoke a strange language.
They perceived me as garbage.
The shadow covered heavens,
I was alone, no friends, no parents.
I was scared like a dog, that must attack wolf
to save its host. An action needs here instead "woof".
I was in sweat and also dead.
I couldn't breathe and move my hand.
And when the shadow covered me with a head,
I woke up and changed my life to slow down my miserable death.
Victim
© Copyright: Илья Шабанов, 2015
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