I wrote this one 3 years ago in an email exchange with my friend. I don't quite remember what I was thinking when writing it, though. :)
Deep, I was sunken, down in my sleep.
Dream, or a nightmare, falling down the steep?
Dark, down the pit, the bottom I could not see.
Dead, this destiny, shortly I should soon be.
Sprung up to my mind was an image.
It was a portrait, before my fading consciousness,
As sweet as always be, as tender as always known,
For long. But the last time it would be.
I closed my eyes, holding the image 'til my final breath.
Deeper, I was sunken, down in my sleep.
Dream, or a nightmare, or a reality?
Darker, and darker it became, hearing my heart crying.
Dead, with words unspoken. Buried was my feelings,
Taken with me to the end.