Death Dreamer

Death Dreamer

A Poem by quarintine_deathangel
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Horror of the nightmare

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Death Dreamer

 Tonight I  lay me down to sleep

Thanking Lord for the roof atop this home,

heaven above, love in my heart,

And all shown around me

Jesus is close

Oh, now I must hide,

under my pillows, covered face

blankets, carefully, hide my torn breath

Soon to tell the creaked floor following,

That sharp figure,

It has no face, still searches for my awareness,

As long I can hold chained lungs

I stay alive

Curiosity stakes me,

With one slit eye I seek the figure

Stares to, that thing hears the creak then

Turning, to sleep,

Mattress it spring the figure turns head,

I know it does

Comes to my door but no steps more dare it take

 Heart of mine now strung to life, soul praying to stay

The figure presence now even closer

I shaken though still

Thank heavens it continues en route to kitchen

Rattling cans  are as the figure circles,

Back upon previous trailing

Through dining, then living room

Head falling to live

steps their creaks come up,

repeated ever so

Midnight comes

as twelve pops on

That dull figure, I hear it step back to the basement, closes the door

This morning, now I may sleep

I lay my head, turning side

Clutching my bear,

Hearing his song

My little sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy

When times are sad…

Closing my eyes,

Awareness released,

nerves numb

I’m falling, fast, down a canyon or

Off a cliff

I jump awake,

Gasping for breaths, I know not to deserve

It takes five minutes or more

though I try to sleep again

A spider crawls in a web of the corner

roaches race from the edge against the ceiling,

falling, pouring on the bed,

blankets and sheets crawling

The wall empties,

I feel everything crawling

Jumping to the foot

I watch them disappear

Down to the last one.

Up, over, down, bump, through, gone…

Search the blankets flip the pillows

Watch the walls

And when it’s safe, I try to sleep

Kay Kay, my small voice barely echoes

by quarantine_deathangel

© 2012 quarintine_deathangel


Author's Note

quarintine_deathangel
There are no grammar or spelling errors in this, read it untill you get what I'm saying. This is, pardon how cliche this sounds, a true story. I know because I lived it every night when I was really little. I saw these things happen and apparently remember them pretty vividly. 'Stares to' is referring to when this figure I saw turned it's head back as if hearing something then always went before the sun came up. The different fonts red cursive font= what figure did, purple=myself, black=reality, orange= what I saw. The different fonts help make my story clearer to understand and closer to the original write.

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I personally struggled to read this due to the font changes. It took me a while but I love it. You have great talent as a writer. (More talent than some PUBLISHED authors!)
Eventually I will check out more of your work, I cannot wait.
Great writing :)
Ellen x

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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As deeply disturbing as this is, it is also heartfelt. The words alone drive the emotions. A very haunting memory. Very well presented. I actually became emotional while reading it, a sign of a well-written piece. Thank You for sharing.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i love it really good job

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The most vivid memories we have are those where we are terrified. Children are prone to being scared easily. This chilled me deeply. Great poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I really like the way you used different types of fonts and colors, it made it more enjoyable to read (:

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very cool and beautiful write, I love it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I really like it honestly. You wrote it really well. And the fonts and colors was creative :) good job. Though I is sorry that this happened ;c

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Added on May 10, 2012
Last Updated on July 8, 2012
Tags: nightmare, horror, bedtime, stories, death dreamer, Death, quarintine_deathangel, poem, reality, true story

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quarintine_deathangel

Salem, OR



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