A/N--This was originally written years ago, and not with LOTR in mind. That said, I can just picture Frodo lying in bed at Bag End after everything is over, with these thoughts running thru his head as he remembers Mordor and the Ring, now lost to him forever.

The Dreaming

Staring at the ceiling

As if to see the sky

Can you hear me breathing?

Can you feel me cry?

In the depths of wonder,

In the blackest night,

The darkness drags me under

Eclipses out the light

I can hear you screaming

Though I am all alone

Forever in the dreaming

Forever on my own