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Mar 2018
At exactly 3.22AM
I always dream in color
About incognisant things
Like puppies, the rain and chocolate mousse cake
Funny memories
Childhood scenes
I suppose that just means I am just missing these things or wish to relive these events once more because reality is sometimes less then pleasant
This dream was in color once again
But they were all and depressing color like shades of red and grey and black
So much black
so much emptiness
and the shadows!
Shadows everywhere… of faceless people
Peoples who are still very much part of my life but they kept of moving about
Not watching where they were going and never at me
Moments later the silence sunk in only to be pierced by angry sounding screams
Full of pain and torment
The type of torment that often comes from widowed people and orphans
what was all the pain about?
Its hard to see but this was enough to take in as an insomniac
It was complete chaos in my mind.
I could not turn it off
The pictures robbed me of my voice completely and my lips had become chapped
I felt hot and uncomfortable all over
What had I witnessed?
Hell?
Something out of horror movie?

Maybe tonight will be different….
Ana Habib
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Ana Habib  28/F/Montreal, Qc
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