Real or Dream

The storm started slowly as the night grew dark

Winds were gusting throwing the trees all around

Branches were being tossed at the house

It was a dark night in a few different ways

 

It was pitch black in my room where I sat

Listening and watching the storm progress

As we continued talking the more worried I got

The winds were inviting in the sadness

 

It was calling those who were giving up

I was terrified of what would happen next

Second passed by as I pondered that thought

Minutes passed and still no reply

Hours twisted on and sleep was evading me

 

With minutes left till sun break the storm slowed up

Pain filled my sleepless eye and nightmares flashed by

The alarm rang signaling that time had run out

Getting up I hoped to see you at our spot

 

I took a deep breath bracing myself for the worse

Each heart beat hurt worse than the one of that before

Blankets of water hide my eyes from the view

Though the outside storm had ended mine still raged on

 

You came walking forward almost dream like

You arms slide around my neck gently

A smile crossed you face angel like almost

Everything all together went quiet in me

 

Shock raced over my face as fast as lightning

Absent mindedly my arms went around your waste

Leaning my head on your shoulder I took in a breath

Holding on tightly knowing it had to be a dream

Reviews

[LovelySparrow]

Amazing job. Very tense and you caught the feeling very well. Love it :)

[futurepast.]

A poem with so much tension and you built that very well. You almost had my heart racing too, and I love how towards the end it slows down at a soothing pace.
I remember when I was younger there was a violent storm and my only fear was what if the storm blew my house away, and we would be homeless. I remember being so scared as a kid and when the storm passed away, I was very relieved. And when I got out, one of my neighbors' house had been damaged, and I cried a lot thinking that it could have been anyone in the neighborhood, and we were among the ones who got saved.
This write reminded me of that past feeling and all the stress I had to manage with my family.
Well penned.