A Neverending Dream

Another short poem from me that I've written way back. I wrote this a few years ago when I was still back in Hungary and I was still studying English in uni - I used to get bored a lot during lectures and that's where mos of my poems came from. I was also going through a bit of a "dark" phase - I had a lot of problems back home and writing these maybe a little depressing poems helped me cope with everything. Now on to the poem:

far away
on an empty island

lonely dolls
made of wood

sit in a circle
and try to wake up.

A/N: it's one of my shortest poems yet. And I love it. Yay!