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this is what i've become
sleepless
time has no meaning for me anymore
not enough hours in the day
and it's all your fault
you started the chain reaction
i am lucky to have a night without dreams
i blame you for my scarred soul
that would flicker like a candle in a breeze
in the wake of another bad dream

nightmares
stemming from my broken heart
i am terrified to sleep
i want you to wake up crying like me
just to understand what you did to me
i'd like to see you do it
get your heart obliterated
eviscerated
but you've spread so many false feelings
i doubt that you have a heart to obliterate

that's all changing now
one single message
that's all it takes for me to smile
for the particles of my heart to solidify
and beat faster once more
that one single message
full of care, and true worry
for my sanity
for the darkening circles under my eyes
for me
i'm not so scared to sleep anymore

he rubs my knee while I snore
wakes me when i whimper or cry
his fingers drawing circles on my palm
make goosebumps explode over my skin
for once, i have pleasant dreams
hardly appropriate considering how
his kisses take me to another plane
those brown eyes make me weak
he's more than you could ever be
a gentleman
someone i can trust with my heart
and with my dreams

he's willing to wait for me
keep me safe
make me smile
i can't remember the last time I felt
anything
let alone comfort from a boy's hug
i could sleep right there
on his shoulder
without a single care

but then

the odd night comes around
i finally get to sleep at a time
that's considered reasonable
you creep back into my dreams
to rip my heart out all over again
except
this time, i imagine him there
warm arms circle my waist
cold hands hold mine
my dreams melt away as my eyes focus
the dark makes it hard but
white eyelashes flutter on his face
as he tugs me closer
and smiles to himself
when i curl into him and close my eyes.
Warren Apr 2019
The nightmare came again
I froze in fear,
Praying that the dark wouldn’t notice me,
Barely breathing,
Too afraid to look round,
Rigid,
I held my breath,
Sweat beaded on my brow,
I waited,
Prayed,
Seconds felt like minutes,
............
Instantly the fear came over me like a gut churning sickness,
It knew I was there,
I didn’t need to know how,
I could feel it,
I tried to run but my legs were stuck,
Like they were in slow motion,
I summoned all my strength but still they barely moved,
I felt the impending hatred,
The fear closing in,
My panic grew,
My eyes widened,
Every muscle in my body strained,
I screamed but it was barely a whisper,
Despair flooded me,
Dread consumed me,
Submission overtook me,
Then nothing.
My nightmare won this time.
Lee Apr 2019
A once blissful state of mind
Corrupted by emotional knives
Cutting deep within my brain
To break me in my sleep again.

The steel bends to form a cage
Trapping in surreal thoughts and pains
And images of who I was.

I become a creature
A subject of my mind’s devices
A reflection of the monster inside
To succumb to its every whim
Be a puppet on its strings.

I’m dragged along by words
And drowned by tides of pain.
No matter what I try to see,
The creature shall remain.

I writhe and wiggle against the cage
It wakes me from my sleep
But in the dark of midnight,
The cage escapes my dreams.
This is my first poem. I wrote it originally for school, and everyone loved it so much that I used it to get on here, and now I'm publishing it. This is the first poetic work I have ever published. I hope you enjoy.

Next poem: Hopefully a satirical work of some sort.
chitragupta Apr 2019
It is a respite
to forget for a while
that the number of candles grow
and birthday cakes shrink in size
gradually, each time

Curse this dream!
The doors kept on shaking
And all my strength was not enough
against His brute ferocity
But alas! Not enough to wake me

Must I live in bed
these moments of her death?
When indeed He comes for her,
I wish I can broker a trade -
to take me instead

Sigh..
If only I could stop Time.
Subconscious delivers a reality check. Happy birthday, Ma.
Kee Apr 2019
As the violinist brushes the bow against the instrument
She takes in a deep breath
She takes in those painful memories
And she exhales
They’re gone
Hitting her in flashes
She has to overcome the darkness that stands in the way of her light
She is torn
Because even if she wants to leave her past
She still holds some of those memories clutched tight to her thumping heart
Even the ones that haunt her the most
You see
She is split down the middle
Her mind is saying go
But her body won’t even tilt
She’s frozen stuck in a life
That she had wept about in nightmares
She was strong
But she couldn’t wrap her mind around living like this anymore
She got the message when her eyes would no longer shine
And she had to force a smile on to her face
She just wanted to be normal again
She wanted her violin to bring her joy
Once more
It had been her only sanctuary
The only place she called home
Mitch Prax Apr 2019
I am a tourist
travelling in between
the sweetest dreams
and the darkest
nightmares.
Valarola Nikola Apr 2019
How can I know where I'm going, when no one will tell me where I come from?
And I know, I know, I know, so many times, I've said I was done,
Done living, done trying to be the person everyone wants me to be,
Because everyone's short-sighted and just can't see it's killing me,
To try to be bigger than I am, because I'm small and weak,
I'm needy in my begging for someone to comfort me when I try to sleep,
Because I just keep seeing visions of my demon night after night,
And I just can't keep going on like this, I'm running out of fight,

So someone help me please, I need a hand,
Because I've found myself sinking into quick sand,
And I can't seem to pull myself out,
So I'll pull you in with me too,
Because two is less lonely,
When your drowning so slowly,

I tried so hard to be the woman who was raised by two strong people,
And I don't if it's not in my DNA, or I was just beat down at too young an age,
But I can't seem to stand taller than my shadow that's weighing me down,
Choking me slowly, and fighting me without a single sound,
So I'll wage these wars inside my head and burn my cells,
From the inside out, standing here pretending it's all okay still,
But it's not, it's not, it's not okay, I'm not okay,
and I'm really scared, when I'm alone, I'm really afraid,

So someone help me please, I need a hand,
Because I've found myself sinking into quick sand,
And I can't seem to pull myself out,
So I'll pull you in with me too,
Because two is less lonely,
When your drowning so slowly.
Stark Apr 2019
cold sweat
feet tingling
blood rushing
heart pulsing

away
from
the
terrors
within

fitful, but not fulfilling
shadows prowl through my mind
failed attempts to cast doubt
into the farthest reaches

nevertheless

hairs stand on end
soldiers awaiting a threat not realized
goosebumps appear on the skin--
landmines that have risen from hell
I brace myself for the war

that never comes

as my eyes snap open
awakening from a slumber
that was

alas--
just a nightmare
inspired by "when the nightmares started" from While You Were Sleeping
Kushal Apr 2019
I'll tell you why i like being at home.

It's the silence.
Not a sound can be heard.
No footsteps in the hallway,
Or cars driving by.

It's the darkness.
The curtains are just  thicker and darker,
And light ceases to pass through.
Not even light slips beneath the door.

It's the bliss.
When I look up as I lay in bed,
All I see is the darkness.
And in the darkness can be whatever I want it to be.
I dream while awake...
Because when I close my eyes all I see are nightmares.
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