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i've watched you die one thousand times in one hundred different ways still, i can't decide which is worse what my mind creates at night, or, what we found that day this reoccurring theme of mine, all that i've catastrophized, comes out at night to play sometimes, my mind makes me watch you die - a masochistic gift for me sometimes, it's that i know you'll die and i can't warn of what i see once i dreamt you faked your death to prove our lack of care you didn't even tell your best friend, Steve he was just as confused and unaware "i knew it! you guys don't love me" you screamed, as i stood there my mind still fights the guilt i have but it rears its ugly head i woke up on my 25th birthday crying, from the torments of my bed the dreams that make me pause the most are where you live but you're not you you're angry, and hurt, and you're like a child and you won't calm down to speak to me and i don't know what to do but i know why i have that dream it's my soul's decline of guilt because if that's what we saved you for our lives couldn't have been rebuilt my mind wanders to that night staring down the stairs it's my mind and it pleads with me: it's better we weren't there
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Apr 8, 2025
Apr 8, 2025 at 10:19 PM UTC
i dream of you(r death)
๐’ฎ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐‘œ๐“€๐‘’ ๐“Š๐“… ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’น๐’ถ๐“‡๐“€๐“ƒ๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“ˆ. ๐ธ๐“Ž๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐’น๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐“…๐‘’๐“ƒ, ๐’ฐ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ๐‘’๐‘’๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”. ๐’ฎ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐‘œ๐“€๐‘’ ๐“Š๐“… ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐“๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’ธ๐‘’. ๐‘€๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐’น๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐“…๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐’ถ ๐“ˆ๐’ธ๐“‡๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‚, ๐’ฐ๐“ƒ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡๐’น. ๐’ฎ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‰๐“‡๐‘’๐“‚๐’ท๐“๐‘’๐’น ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“ˆ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“ˆ๐“†๐“Š๐’พ๐“‡๐“‚๐‘’๐’น. ๐’ฏ๐“‡๐’พ๐‘’๐’น ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“‚๐‘œ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“Š๐“ƒ๐’ธ๐‘œ๐‘œ๐“…๐‘’๐“‡๐’ถ๐“‰๐’พ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐“๐’พ๐“‚๐’ท๐“ˆ, ๐น๐’ถ๐’พ๐“๐‘’๐’น. ๐น๐“‡๐‘œ๐“๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡ ๐’ป๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡, ๐’Ÿ๐“‡๐‘œ๐“…๐“ˆ ๐’ถ ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐“๐‘’ ๐“‰๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡.
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May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 1:52 PM UTC
Helpless
๐’ฎ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐‘œ๐“€๐‘’ ๐“Š๐“… ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’น๐’ถ๐“‡๐“€๐“ƒ๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“ˆ. ๐ธ๐“Ž๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐’น๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐“…๐‘’๐“ƒ, ๐’ฐ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ๐‘’๐‘’๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”. ๐’ฎ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐‘œ๐“€๐‘’ ๐“Š๐“… ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐“๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’ธ๐‘’. ๐‘€๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐’น๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐“…๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐’ถ ๐“ˆ๐’ธ๐“‡๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‚, ๐’ฐ๐“ƒ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡๐’น. ๐’ฎ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‰๐“‡๐‘’๐“‚๐’ท๐“๐‘’๐’น ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“ˆ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“ˆ๐“†๐“Š๐’พ๐“‡๐“‚๐‘’๐’น. ๐’ฏ๐“‡๐’พ๐‘’๐’น ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“‚๐‘œ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“Š๐“ƒ๐’ธ๐‘œ๐‘œ๐“…๐‘’๐“‡๐’ถ๐“‰๐’พ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐“๐’พ๐“‚๐’ท๐“ˆ, ๐น๐’ถ๐’พ๐“๐‘’๐’น. ๐น๐“‡๐‘œ๐“๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡ ๐’ป๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡, ๐’Ÿ๐“‡๐‘œ๐“…๐“ˆ ๐’ถ ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐“๐‘’ ๐“‰๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡.
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The candle that flickers in the distance The night-light that illuminates the room Still doesnโ€™t protect me from the monster That isnโ€™t really there He lives in the darkest corner of my room And waits until I am asleep To lurk into the faint light And show his faceless face As I awake from my slumber He puts a trace on my soul So that he can safely approach My defenseless body I lie their as still as a statue I try hard to let out a scream And when nothing comes out He stands over top of me He knows he is winning When he stares into my petrified eyes But when I look back at him I wonder if he is trying to make me stronger He takes his nonexistent hands And places them onto my chest And with increasing pressure He squeezes the breath out of my body I gather all the strength I have Trying to force a movement And just when Iโ€™ve given up I feel my toes wiggle Relief rushes through my body like a drug And finally the movement transfers From my toes to my legs From my legs to my entire body I break free from his despicable clutch And I let out an ear piercing scream I spring out from under the covers In hopes that I catch my terrorist I hear the stomps of my parents Coming from the hallway They enter my room Before I can tell them โ€œnoโ€ And the hall light produces Just enough light To make my demon Disappear I hang my head in defeat My parents make sure that I am okay And after they tuck me in I lie in bed And wait for him to visit again.
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Dec 30, 2019
Dec 30, 2019 at 9:48 PM UTC
My Demon
The candle that flickers in the distance The night-light that illuminates the room Still doesnโ€™t protect me from the monster That isnโ€™t really there He lives in the darkest corner of my room And waits until I am asleep To lurk into the faint light And show his faceless face As I awake from my slumber He puts a trace on my soul So that he can safely approach My defenseless body I lie their as still as a statue I try hard to let out a scream And when nothing comes out He stands over top of me He knows he is winning When he stares into my petrified eyes But when I look back at him I wonder if he is trying to make me stronger He takes his nonexistent hands And places them onto my chest And with increasing pressure He squeezes the breath out of my body I gather all the strength I have Trying to force a movement And just when Iโ€™ve given up I feel my toes wiggle Relief rushes through my body like a drug And finally the movement transfers From my toes to my legs From my legs to my entire body I break free from his despicable clutch And I let out an ear piercing scream I spring out from under the covers In hopes that I catch my terrorist I hear the stomps of my parents Coming from the hallway They enter my room Before I can tell them โ€œnoโ€ And the hall light produces Just enough light To make my demon Disappear I hang my head in defeat My parents make sure that I am okay And after they tuck me in I lie in bed And wait for him to visit again.
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Timid And scared. There i lie. I can't breathe, Nor can i tell you why. Im gasping for oxygen, Like there's nothing more I could lose. I'm feeling numb again; Possibly for the 100th time. I endure a rush In my veins, The poison Of anxiety running through. I lay right there, Till i pass out; With the help of this Only theory: That "It was just a dream." A Bad Dream.
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Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 7:33 AM UTC
Bad dream
My blankets are cold. My sheets? Unforgiving. I can't help but wonder At all that I'm missing. I sit in this room Brimming with nothing Just wishing you were here Instead of having nothing Nothing is wrong Except where you should be? nothing There's nothing but me Nothing but me in my own head Nothing is colder Nothing is worse Than missing nothing Nothing anymore your hair is now nothing your tears? no more no more resent nothing anymore now you're nothing just some dirt in the ground i can't help but wonder if i could've helped you stay something i still miss you even in all your nothing my little white scar is now your only being Nothing is wrong? Okay, I trust your judgement. No seriously! It's nothing! Just keep in touch, okay?
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Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 1:54 AM UTC
Nothing
sweating im suddenly awake and it's 2 am thanks to the dream that i was hanging off the edge of my old high school all of my friends were standing over me, laughing silly me for thinking i had someone in this world who cared they mocked and gawked at me as my shell dangled off the top floor i felt my brittle fingers try to hold on and i watched as my best friend pealed them off one by one sending me into a plunge to the concrete where i had tied my shoes and waved goodbye a thousand times why is there no one there to catch me? im shaking and sweating im awake and alive but my mind has gone "splat!" against the grainy concrete im unsure if it was just a dream
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Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 7:52 AM UTC
2 am
Crumbled teeth Fear and loss Please let my body down LED Mumblings The only way I drown Anxiety Anxiety I'll never get to sleep.
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Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 2:12 PM UTC
Awake
Scary dream Mangled screams But oh how do YOU envision such a scene? Much different I suppose Than oh. One of THOSE Sighing slowly Ever near When will I be free from here? Arms unbound and heart now found Free to make such awful sounds up and down inside out spread me thin through the ground Cover them up. Hide them true Sew me up lace the wounds Send me far far away In tomorrow, instead of today. Scary dreams Mangled screams Coming from inside Where darkness makes a hide Seeping into the shadows Creasing ever corner Oh how I wonder If I should really warn her?
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Oct 25, 2016
Oct 25, 2016 at 1:30 PM UTC
Exasperation
The feeling of loneliness that resides. The heartache that makes you cry. The guilt that kills you from the inside. The gut wrenching screams that shook you awake at night. A momentary lapse of your moral rectitude destroyed your once happy life. One mistake is all it took to fragmentize your soul. Just some words. Just some words spoken under the influence of anger that clouded your mind, Were enough to shatter the world you worked so hard to build. The regret suffocates you. The flashbacks haunt you. No medication seems to work. No place to go. The memories run like a broken record in your mind. There is no path that seems to be right. Except for an endlessly dark abyss leading to self destruction.
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 11:45 AM UTC
Dark Abyss
This is turning into a nightmare It was never like this before I'm afraid that if I'm conscious too much They'll come break down my door. This is turning into a nightmare It was always better than this Borrowed, fake, sweet to the touch Nothing is going as I wish. This is turning into a nightmare It was hardly better than now Explain how I can find my love Because it wasn't in lost and found. This is turning into a nightmare It can't be any better for you Why do you care, they all just shove And I end up falling through. This is turning into a nightmare It was worse yesterday, though Maybe because I'm looking above And I see a spark of Hope. This was always a nightmare But now it's turning to day Perhaps I'm finding He is enough And I've finally found my way.
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 11:38 AM UTC
Turning
There's something about this room That I've decorated recently I'm saddened by all walls blue And reminded by curtains green.
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 10:15 AM UTC
This Room
Dreams taunt me at night, Attacking my mind in hordes, And I wake tattered. What does it mean when I run? And when with good I wrestle?
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Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 8:49 AM UTC
Taunt
Agh, get out of bed You stupid girl, you'll be late And you need a bath.
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 9:19 AM UTC
Late