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nanimono Sep 15
She who came in my dream
Only in dreams are we still together
Everytime I woke up
And realized,
Reality is a trully nightmare
Maybe in another time,
Day,
world, or
a parallel world
We are still together
She's the reason why I have to protect my history
.....
Nadya
Zee Nov 25
I've played with demons.
As the bright light dwindled.

Got burned by their lies.
I was the moth to their flame.

Dancing with the darkness.
Without a warning sign.

It seemed chaos.
Was my only vice.

Maybe I asked for it.
Just this time.

They took me in.
They spat me out.

Made a home out of my bones.
Made me bleed with a smile.

Some would say I'm tragic.
Some would say I'm manic.

That I'd take a nightmare.
More than I'd take living.

I guess the demons in my dreams.
Are also hidden angels underneath.

As they save me from this aching reality.
Jeremy Betts Nov 17
I've run out of sheep to count
Leaving me wide awake through this living nightmare
Sowing a seed of doubt
Is life's refusal to even consider fighting fare
Each step taken while walkin' about
Feeds on the back of my mind, whispering, "do it if you dare"
Fueling despair
Instigating internal warfare
Causing excessive ware and tare
Resulting in a head of hair gone bare
And I'm forced to bite my tongue completely off
To keep from admitting I no longer care

©2024
Bekah Nov 8
Built off the backs
Of migrant slaves
The American Dream
Is what they claim
A place where women
No longer choose
Instead it’s men
In flashy suits
The rich get richer
While neighbors starve
Injustice cuts deep
Leaving us marred
Though a dream,
A nightmare too
America The Great
Red, white, and blue
*Please be kind with your words. Our nation is hurting right now and it is something we all have to heal from in our own way. Please don’t belittle me for trying to sort my own feelings. Thank you.*
VeinsOfInk Nov 2
I go to sleep and start to dream,
It's about things that make me scream.

I see much blood and gore,
It really hits me in the core.

I just want to be awake,
Before i see my bones break.

But this time it's not the same,
I don't get burned by the flame.

I see a figure stalking me,
As I just lie still and want to flee.

But I can't move,
Is this real?
I need proof,
Am I his meal?!

Now it crawls onto the ceiling,
Why the hell is it not leaving!

It's watching and it licks his lips,
I watch too as it's spit drips,

The Monster reveals his teeth and smiles,
Just as i see the flesh piles,

Am i gonna die?
Suddenly it cuts my thigh.

I try to scream but my mouth is shut,
Right as it opens up my gut.

A burning pain starts to spread,
As red starts to paint the bed.

A tear runs down my cheek,
As more blood begins to leak.

Everything goes black,
As i awake, I'm on my back,

This time it went so far,
As i look on my body, I see a scar.
Would love any kind of Feedback or critic
Thomas W Case Oct 11
In my night
terror,
I hear the pounding
of
your wings, ripping and
tearing
at my feeble heart.
It's beating,
but
barely,
bomb-blasted by your
attack.
your love is like
a stroke;
like a bloated toad.
I'm road weary,
teary-eyed like a
sunflower.
And you scream in
the darkness like
a lamb.

I long to *** in
you.
I'm like dentures
chewed on by a stray dog;
teeth missing,
jagged like a
jack-o-lantern.

Damage control is
your best bet.
I let you way too
far in.
No turning back now.
I'm like a dumb
cow led to slaughter.

I'm miles away.
You're on a
different
island.
Here's a link to my you tube channel where I read this poem and others.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ur5pZxbd7hE
Many nights,
Thoughts getting over you.
Seldom fights,
All my dreams to come true.
Hold me now,
Now that your far aways
Yet somehow,
Never to see the days.
Obsession,
Please come out my mind.
Confession,
Leave my lost love behind.
Nightmares can,
Dream again…
Emery Feine Sep 29
We swore on each other with false trust
The universe was chasing both of us
And no poem can ever retell
The fire in my heart from a burning hell
We're simply both moths, scavenging for the light
And we must've bumped into each other on a cold, dreary night
And when you starve, you'll eat anything
So I must've confused this nightmare with a dream
this is my 68th poem, written on 12/21/23
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