I don't use drugs, my dreams are frightening enough.
M. C. Escher
I toss and turn every single night,
from the thoughts that plague me.
Blood and bruises
are a part of my
daily nightmare
and dreamscape
( Thanks Stephen King, I think
you ripped me off!!!)
Just imagine, gray skies
and vultures flying over head;
beady little eyes
ready to pick clean
the flesh of the maggot infested,
decomposing corpse.
The funeral march is my anthem
I've lost everyone I love.
( I'm the Anne Rice and I'm
writing everyones horrific novel)
I just wish no one would read my pain.
Is this reality?
or is this a cruel cruel joke?
Why does it feel like
I'm twisting and turning through
this endless maze of confusion.
I walk in a daze,
From this reality hell
with a thick coat of sweat
drenching my clothes
from the sight
of people dying and wasting away from me.
Foaming at the mouth
from drug addictions
and anorexia.
I don't use drugs my dear,
'She says strolling down
the beaten path. She sheds a
tear for each one of her fallen
relatives, and throws a rose on the
fresh dirt'
This is a tale;
of the heros that have taken flight,
stored in the memories of her mind.
Dancing in the heavens,
releasing the anger and torment of
death and destruction.
" I don't use drugs, My dreams are frightening enough"
Author notes
My writers block is breaking I think.
In a list
A contest entry
- quote options....come and see by A Silent Cry.
300 points, ended June 14, 2007, 6 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Very good ...
I'm impressed. I wish you'd entered this in my Stephen King contest. I didn't get nearly enough entries.
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Incredible!
Incredibly well writtn. Incredibly powerful. Incredibly frightening.
You mentioned writters block, i see no sign of it here!
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Such a frightening dream. Remind me to never go there.
Great dark piece. What a reminder of the horrors of this world and what we may come to face one day. Congratulations on winning gold with this one.
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I love this!! I hope your writer's block is gone and your poems are al las good as this one!! I can telll why this one won a golod trophy~
my favorite part was::
I walk in a daze,
From this reality hell
with a thick coat of sweat
drenching my clothes
from the sight
of people dying and wasting away from me.
Foaming at the mouth
from drug addictions
and anorexia.
I don't use drugs my dear,
:: this part right here...I cold smelll, feel and taste everything...and Idk why I could!! that's how amazing this poem was!!!!
. Rewarded 8
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well written
I enjoyed this piece simply because of the flow and imagery. You let the topic remain unhidden from the reader, and in the whole piece there was not any feeling of being forced. great write keep it up -
I have seen! and it's fabulous right...too bad Stephen King is old and he had it first.
ha ha ha.
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I walk in a daze,
From this reality hell
with a thick coat of sweat
That is gorgeous.
I love Anne Rice.
And I love this poem.
Have you ever seen the TV series based on Nightmares And Dreamscapes by the same name?
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I love it, you've taken the quote and sculpted the piece so beautifully around it, i especially enjoyed the lines " Thanks Stephen King, I think you ripped me off!!!)" And i'm an Anne Rice fan too :)) thanks for the entry and best of luck.
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wow, I really got into reading this poem. I think you present this quote nicely. I enjoyed it. But I also wonder if there is hidden words between the lines...cause lately I cant seem to find away back to writting or commenting well. Love you Rosita.
amanda
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this was wicked sweet. kickass job. wonderful. the imagery was great. nice. really amazing
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I like this
I think you support the position of this quote pretty well. I hope you do well in this contest. I think your next trophy starts the new row.
Andy
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I loved the quote!!!! and It speaks volumes about who I am and what I stand for as a person. Not that I have to explain my actions to anyone!!!
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