You lay there at night, dreaming of what thoughts dread you the most
Dreaming of something you told yourself would never happen because of who you are
But you also told yourself you would give for just once to have it
You know it must be a dream, you can't escape it. You start to fear it.
How can this be? Why is this happening? You can't explain.
You long to wake up and escape, but another part of you longs to stay dreaming.
You find yourself struggeling with yourself to wake up, and you lose.
You fear the worst will happen, she will find out about it, and all will be lost.
Your heart begins to race, praying to God nothing will come out of this nightmare.
You tell yourself no, you keep self control. You see a new light now, one that is warm.
You grasp it, knowing where it leads. To reality.
You jump with a start, sweat all around you. Your glad it is over....but it isn't.
It only gets worse. You remember everything clearly, the deeds that cannot be undone.
Is this to happen, or just fantasy? You keep to yourself, letting it eat at you slowly,
You begin to wither, and become openly more sensitive to subjects dealing with her.
What is to come of this? You love her, not the one haunting your dreams!
Author notes
My thoughts and feelings on some nightmare I received last night...my reason for hating sleep and wishing to stay awake.
What has more of an impact?
Comments
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The impact came from the whole poem except maybe for the last line which I think didn't seem to fit.
but that's just me dear.
I liked the thoughts, emotions expressed. To me it seemed like a bitter sweet dream... but then again maybe not. I don't know still quite unsure what its all aboout.
Keep penning on! You will go far. . .
Blessed be
Blanche


