The Dream

The Dream

A Poem by Carlo

In this dream I'm on the hospital bed clenching on to life

I see my wife and kids crying with tears of strife

I die and my spirit arises out of my body and into the air

I see the doctors working to bring me back to life i cry out in despair

I stay in my room staring into my families eyes

Watching each and every one of them cry

Then this dark figure appears outside my room door

It makes a notion to follow it, so i do walking against the cold tile floor

The hall grows and grows

Then suddenly right before my eyes my body bursts into flames in rows

I scream out in pain trying to awake from this dream

But can't...darkness overcomming me like a beam

All my senses are in tone with this dream...i feel everything

I scream in my sleep not able to move or awake, i can't see anything

The dream goes on and right before me stands a tall beast

So undescribable and hideous, he starts beating me with a leash

Condeming me to his domain every word turning my insides out

Revealing all my secrets letting me know what I'm all about

Then this voice comes into my head

Telling all I had to do was call out his name so I said

Call out who...who must i call out? Crying...desperate to make the pain stop

The voice says you know...so I called his name and the pain did drop

Out of the darkness shun a bright light

And everything was clear I gained back my sight

I awaken from this dream...thinking it was real

I examin my body trying to make my mind deal

With what it just saw I couldnt believe

This was by far the craziest dream I've ever had, yes indeed.

 

 

© 2010 Carlo


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Amazing poem. Dark and wonderful.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Carlo
Carlo

Houston, TX



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Im 17 going on 18 and i pretty much go out and have fun. I skate for excercise and fun, play piano, drums, sax, guitar, and bass. I love writing poetry its just my escape from my modern day life. Im a.. more..

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