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God will catch us

"Take my hand.
If you come with me
God will catch us
and then He will protect us."
these words echo in my head now
even in this waking state
mixing with images of
fallen bodies
plastered across pavement or
stuck to the dusty ground.

There's something so eerie
about this holy sacrifice to the sky,
something so moving
and yet so terrifying at the same time.

Her bright blue eyes pierce through me,
angelic and yet demanding,
willing me to take hold and to take a chance.
Intentional death being the only thing
to protect me from the unintentional.
How ironic?
And yet understandable, completely logical
and I feel her faith now
glowing from those same eyes;
she knows what my decision will be.

So I take her hand in mine
and not feeling her at all
I look down to where my body must eventually rest
and I don't sense myself breathing
and I don't sense myself at all
and we jump.

Author notes

I had a really vivid dream today in which I was terribly afraid of being murdered in this very odd way and went to see my friend for advice about how to get out of the situation I was in. She was terribly afraid of losing the love she had with her boyfriend and we were both distraught. She took me to a cliff, which seemed to be close to the school she went to and yet at the same time in this middle of nowhere. There was some story I somehow knew about a girl who had jumped off the cliff three times and yet was alive and well. There was great belief that this was because God saved her and somehow jumping off the cliff was a way of connecting yourself with God, then. I don't know how I knew this story or where it came from, but my friend said the words that are in quotes at the beginning of the poem to me and she seemed so intense and convinced and she had full-heatedly believed that this was the right thing to do. I told her that even if God didn't save us it didn't matter because I was only dreaming, which was weird because I wasn't conscious of the fact that I was dreaming. I didn't know I was dreaming and yet I said I was. I didn't have any confusion about this during the dream but when I woke up I was confused. I think perhaps I was referring to my life in general being a dream, but this is something I need to investigate further within my own mind.

Anyways, I took her hand and we jumped, or rather, fell, and I had the sensation of falling but I never hit the ground. I'm not sure if I awoke or if the dream continued on, since I had another dream directly afterward but it seemed that it was incomplete. I was confused and disturbed when I woke up but at the same time felt very peaceful and happy. It was one of the strangest dreams I've had in a long time.

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  • Budart
    April 13

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    Wow!

    This really struck me as true art. by which I mean you were trying to express something that you yourself my not even understand. Fresh, original, mysterious, evocative. Head and shoulders above most of the other stuff i have read on this sight.

  • that is one of the most moving things I've read it quite some time and then I got to the author's notes and I was literally in awe. I am jealous that I have never had a dream that captivating or meaningful. I really enjoyed this, thanks for sharing.