A/N: My very first attempt at AM poetry about questioning the reality of well … I wont tell you. You'll have to guess. It sucks, I know. But hey, I tried. R&R, give a good review and I could make a career out of poetry.
Is it real, I ask?
This power: So scary. So powerful.
Is it real?
Nightmares oh, so colorful
Is it real?
Am I senseless?
To believe, in love, in humanity, in all things good
Or rather I believe in reality.
But what is reality?
Is it real?