nightmare
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L’amour est un rêve qui commence
L’amour est une chimère qui commence
C’est une ballerine qui danse
C’est un poète qui pense
Love is a dream that begins
Love is a chimera that begins
It’s a ballerina who dances
It’s a poet who thinks
It's a bird that sings
the stars of heaven begin to tear,
there is no heart left to keep.
its hard to wish away the nightmare,
when youre not asleep.
May I ask who are you?
Who is this monster you've become?
Why so hollow?
Let's try again tomorrow
Do better
Stop being such a wrecker
You turned into the monster they've called you to be
I feel so sad when I wake up from a dream,
Realizing that I have to return to reality.
It's always easier to decipher what nightmares mean;
That my soul is just another casulty.
Running exceedingly fast,
I finally saw a door, at last,
Rushed inside, paralyzed with fear,
His lips were trembling
Leaning over him
Seeing his bloody, broken face.
He was still alive
The dawn of January 29
another sick person in his cot.
“Sickening static surrounds my mind
My head is a circus
All the smudges on the mirror
made me go insane
“Sickening static surrounds my mind
My head is a circus
All the smudges on the mirror
made me go insane
“Sickening static surrounds my mind
My head is a circus
All the smudges on the mirror
made me go insane
I can’t see anything, for I am sleeping.
I can’t feel anything, for I am dreaming.
I’m breathing, I’m breathing.
Chest in, chest out.
The darkness surrounds me in a beautiful blanket of security and love.
The clock ticks down the day,
How much longer I have to wait,
For the revolving door to make its final spin.
Around it goes in a shadowy blur,
Its magnificent speed is hard to ignore.
The moon shines bright in a sky full of lost stars
Cold evenings are dark driving in cars
My dreams are sweet sometimes, but
in my nightmares, I'm alone
I sleep until the monsters go home
A walk through the woods
On a cold Winter's Night,
Brought up such terrors
And gave quite a fright.
I stepped through a clearing
Bathed in Moonlight.
A large lump Beyond
Didn't look quite right.
Get up from the couch and go to bed, darling.
I wish I could crawl into you for safety.
--Thunderstorms scare me and self-doubt floods my mind.
I have nightmares of you leaving me behind.
Teeth gnashing, ripping, and tearing through your body
- ripped apart from inside out.
An internal violent assault
- this is what Cancer's about.
Carrying with it, anger and cruelty-
It is raining
The lightning lashes
The thunder roars
I am running towards a lone figure
collapsed upon the ground
It is raining
To the night terrors
To the things that speak without voices
To that which I am protected from only by waking confusion,
I know your faces, but not your names
Dear Beauty,
I wish I would have known
I wish I would have known
That you are just a shapeshifter that turns into the nightmare shown
Sleep, that place where fantasies keep & time repeats merged between the seams of sheets where some nightmares creep at the beat of consciousness in deep. Sleep.
Water ripplesas the raindropsdrop down like bullets pelting us with no mercy.The rumble of the thunderin the distance,shakes like an earthquake.The crackling of the lightninghits home and
Foresight viewed near end of day
Hath given passing fear
and broken cries of destined fray
now make my mind unclear.
No! how can dreams of Satan’s knights
Bring forth what has been not
What’s your worst nightmare?
Is it
The way water
Engulfs you,
Imprisons you,
And slowly steals your breath?
Or,
How do I cover the pain of my heart?
Pain brought by stealthy lover’s silky lips.
And foolishhunger ties you to the tart
you disentangle from soft limber hips.
The master mistress’s biddings done by bed.
At night the same nightmare plays over and over. I tell myself that women shouldn’t think, not even alone at night, but the nightmare still prevails. I am sweaty and panting. My legs are sprawled open.
Night falls,
The screams began.
Thundering hooves
On the pavement
A high pitched yelp
It’s my own.
My long legs
Running from darkness.
Towards the white light.
There are things in my nightmaresThat come out to dance and playThings that I rather wishWere very far away. But that is the nature of nightmaresTo come and try to stayAnd no amount of pleading
This is what I have left,
The last connection to who I used to be.
I write to remember,
I write to forget,
I write to find where eternity meets the end.
I write about hope,
Long since lost
Closed.
There's a dream
in my head
and it's making me
Ill.
Swimming,
These aren't my thoughts.
I wouldn't
couldn't
never would do
that.
But I did.
Dreams
Reality fading, imagination laid waitingEach moment seeming just as unreal as the last: Out of the window brought a pleasant view,As the sun sets warm hues fill the air.Bringing upon an ample end to a long dayJust when I thought satisfaction was p
Last night
I had the misfortune of seeing you
in my dreams
you looked at me with your sad eyes
that gleamed
then the clouds began to cry
i could sit here
and explain my loneliness
in some metaphor about flowers-
make it seem as if within it all
there is beauty
there is grace
My Dream was a reality until a Nightmare came into play. Secretcy and lies overcame my reality and it's nothing more than a dream.
Drifting away never seemed worse
The thought of what is coming very near
Appears to be much more than just a curse
Like living life in a horror premiere
Could you believe that I used to fly?
I used to actually go somewhere in my dreams.
Now I awaken and pull my comfort up around my chin.
Linger in the warmth of the dark.
I used to be summer
strawberries
MOTHER,
Wake me
From this nightmare.
I been in this nightmare
Since all those months.
I spent with hunger,
Death and fear
As my companions.
Adrenaline rose and we got out
And stopped to stare and look about
A frightning scene, as it should be
Still I moved close for him to hold me
Scary monsters breathed in my face
Monochromatic, seamless vacant stare,
And I stare in my shadow into some manifold,
Over in my folding gaze, I look then there,
She was in a theater
Where the chairs were uncomfortable and mushed together
It was so crowded, people around her kept elbowing each other
“Oh I’m sorry, oh I’m sorry” they replied
Everyone was talking at once
I’m stepping in quicksand and can’t break free
My vision’s blurred and now I can’t even see
Broken window shows each dream
Shattered lie you can't redeem
A wish upon a twisted heart
Diamond lie that ripped apart
Shards of truth a pane of glass
To signify the pulse between my veins
Escaping outside
Of my paper-thin skin
To identify who you are
As you are choking me
In my sleep
“You’re not in this alone. Let me break this awkward silence…”
Blared loud into eardrums
Eardrums of an emotionally unhinged fourteen year old boy
Nobody said anything.
And in that nothing,
I felt everything.
could you hear it?
or could you tell
the silence near it
Hid it well.
they came into the house,
the one abandoned for years,
You are enough
You are enough
You are so enough,
You have no idea how enough YOU are.
You are the light in my darkness.
You are the happiness behind your mom's eyes.
You claim we aren't different
But we are
When you wake up in the morning
Your nightmare ends
Mine simply continues
Dreams DreamingWritten by Adam M. SnowDreams dreaming,awake nor asleep.A worldly escape-lies true true lies.
Merry-go-round DreamsWritten by Adam M. SnowMerry-go-round dreams;round and round it goes.In a cloudy scene,
I can't bear the sight of you
Your glassy eyes
Your Cheshire cat grin
You're suffocating me
You follow me everywhere
You're invading my dreams
It's normal to have thoughts, ideas, questions.
But is it normal to have an imagination?
To let it wander so far into dreamlands that you'll wake up hours later not knowing where you are?
Or what you're doing?
I see you crawl
On hands and knees, you hug the wall
Big, strong, untouchable
The heat and smoke swirl
You press on, searching for signs of life
You never see the hole until it swallows you
Run away from your problems
but where can you go?
Run away from your nightmares
but you keep drifting off into a distant sleep
you want to wake up
be told your whole life is a dream
sometimes
i dream
of you
tendrils creeping
wrapping
around my heart
choking out its last few beats
(( thump thump --- ))
In the night, she woke in various states of detachment.
Real was not real; what is real? Reality?
Such a permanent thing, to be thought of as only living
In the day, but why?
Staring into the shiny blue
The shiny blue enraptures me
Let it save me
Distract me
From the self-mutilation I impose upon myself
From the nightmares dancing above my head
Fear burns hot as we acknowledge the other, he and I.
Never in my wildest dreams would I fathom such a demon sitting before my very eye,
But that's where such things begin.
I dreamt I was drowning in the raging sea
Cold iron was harshly pulling me
Down to the depths as I choked on fire
And as my flailing arms dared tire
I awoke in the real world conscious of pain
When I lay myself to sleep
I would always wonder what I'd dream of
Inspired to plunge into that process by the twinkling of the stars above
As I ponder, sleeping slowly creeps
Welcome to this place of mine
My Nightmare
My Wonderland
Here is where I spend my days
Without a Care
Without a Friend
Everything is an illusion
Sound and Sight
Frame of Mind
The world is spinning too fastI can’t keep up at allI try to reach for help butI find myself falling
Can anybody helpPut me back together?I can’t stop fallingFurther into darkness
I dread stealthy darkness, sneaky darkness
Smothering silence is what you got with darkness
Loneliness lurking through evening till morning
Nightmares roaring, insomnia tossing turning
What is this?Greedy beasts feeding on your suffering.Stuffing their faces with ... ah the money you gave them. The money which was supposed to help you. Instead it became a feast for the monsters.
Asleep; I tremble and shakeWishing I were awakeAwake; I shake and trembleSeeing how my nightmare seems to resembleThis place as bleak as hellYet here I continue to dwellWaiting for the sweet breathThe sweet breath of Death So when my life does cea
This path I walk, so clouded and so dim
Tis only in state of dreaming lies
But still I know it always leads to him
My throat sealed shut, no soul can hear my cries
His face, only a nightmare can create
Trying to ignore my screams
But baby give me one more kiss.
Make my spirit soar
With just one more.
Cuz we know it's a lie
But we'll never say goodbye.
Baby let go of all your cares
(poems go here) I saw a man in the grocery store.
He had a little girl with him.
Probably his daughter, she was about 4.
I swear I had seen him before.
I looked into his eyes and started to remember more.
It’s just a dream,
I tell myself with a smile of relief,
As I awake from a scene of sorrow and grief.
I shake it off and move on with my day,
Hoping I’ll never again feel that way.
On the other hand.
With the worldly wise and well worn arrows of the deep
And the everlasting beauties of an unawakened sleep
The world is slick and rotten through
A sickly melody for those that chant, to croon
He
Joined what he believed
Would help
Not hurt.
But by being one
He mistakenly caused pain to many.
Your mind shifts to the dimension,
And you begin to feel the transition,
From reality to fiction,
It is indeed your affliction.
In the black of night the fear is found,
An om'nous glowing Baskervillian Hound.
To fight it is to stay awake and pray,
And wait for comfort from the dawn of day.
Dark and terror all around me
He is trying to define my destiny
Distributing doubt and anger inside me
Taking over my mind and feelings
He is tall, his presence overtakes everything
Jaw clenched, eyes shut, trapped in this nightmare
that’s very much my reality.
Everything that’s mine is no longer for me,
everything I want is far out of reach.
In my sleep, I dream of my every anxiety,
(poems go here) I am in your presence
The air between us is so still yet the "once in a blue moon" breeze cuts through my thoughts
I close my eyes; trust my capabilities of moving two steps forward
In this great Melting Pot is there really room for more ingredients?
Careers
New Life
Education
They want it all
Seeking far and low
To become new creations
Carrying stress and pressure on behind
Snap awake
I'm full of fear
Oh, its another nightmare
Can't escape
the staring faces
running races
I just can't win
can't win
Sad days, sad nights
A little girl's nightmare
What's worse? Staying awake
Or dreaming of tornados?
