Stairs

Just woke sat am alone and ready to write

She awoke that day
To the sound in her head
That scream in her dream
So silently said
In her mind she was still there
At the top of the stairs
Looking down at the bottom
So shiny so black
So very near that colour
Called red
She rubbed her eyes
The dreamy mist had it lied
She was alive she was definitely
Not bled
Not as dead
As her dream
Had so terribly said
She went to work went about her day
And snippets of dream came back
As she typed at her desk
That day
Eating lunch here today
Just instead
The egg and lettuce it lay
On that whole meal bread
She looked at it and
At once said déjà Vu
I’ve been here before
Something inside her snapped
Her dream of this day
Was happening now
Last nights scream
She heard again in her head
Her torment was ravage
Her mind was aglow
Trace the steps to that stairwell
And then she may know
She arrived not too late
The girl from a far off country
Was balancing on top beam now
Looking down at the
Black the red the purple the frenzy
Stop don’t jump
I’m here she grabbed her hand
She pulled her away
They sat on stair crying
Their bond would last
Forever
This dejavu girl who
Saved her new friend
At that shiny white stairwell
That day she ran
Alone in her mind
To stop this girl screaming
She still screams at night
But wakes up to know
She’s of use to this
Sometimes sad
Sometimes happy
Universe now
She screams to
Tall buildings and rivers and
Mountains and snow
She’s déjà u girl
She’s been there
Alone in her dreams
Time to wake up and know
That she’s not useless
Not merely a dream scream
It’s very important
You know

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is clear to me. I love the mechanics of it. She dreams, then thinks about the dream awhile, then carries on with her day, noting some other things from the dream, until she realizes she's dreamed the day before she started living it, so of course she knows what's coming. The way you did that is truly brilliant & creative with tons of intensity, growing more vivid as the poem goes along. There's just a ton of unexpected detail, then the ending feels nonchalant in a slightly sassy way. Love it! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Thanks for your wonderful heartfelt honest review I didn’t plan this poem or ditty it was written freestyle in ten mins as I went glad u understood it there are snippets of me in this too many to mention and yes love egg lettuce on whole meal lol xxxx thanks for stopping by hope you are well

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Please review if you take in the meaning