A bad dream

A dellusion that created itself in my head,
has my heart beating faster
and sweat tripping over my face.
I pull myself up breathing heavier as ever,
I close my eyes, getting yet another shiver.
My mind dwelling in a quivering soul,
fails to chase the hallucination away.
The silence brings sounds that are from none,
Helplessness sheds tears, longing to run.
Heart craving for peace is all I hear;
The body rests, yet carries all the fear.

Not a nighmare, it is a mirage,
that reflects the shaking soul which lies
inside the person I pretend to be,
when I'vee lost yet another part of me.

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

"A bad dream"
zubia,
Interesting state of mind within this poem and it appears to be a day dream:
" a delusion that created itself in head," and "fails to chase the hallucination away."
"Not a nightmare, it is a mirage,"
this was a sad state to be in"
"when Iv'e lost yet another part of me."
I hope that you can find joy and solace in your dreams and waking hours.
blessings,
Kathy

[zubia]

Thankyou! 😊

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Your ever so welcome!!

[Paul Bell]

This is really deep.
Sort of out of body experience.
The dream of being found out. The real you.
Like it. You can feel it.

[zubia]

Thanks for reading this one. I'm glad that you liked it. :)

[NEY]

This poem sets a very somber mood - which i could believe, especially if i had a dream such as this!
'The silence brings sounds that are from none', is a very nice line; probably, my favorite throughout the poem.

[zubia]

Thanks for this review! :)

[NEY]

No problem!

[Shafaq Khuroo]

Oh goodness. ♥ This is beautiful.

[zubia]

Thankyou!!