Nightmares storm comes rolling in
like a tide or a safety pin
or a car in the wrong lane
always ready to cause pain
intrusive thoughts scatter my mind
invade my safe space
my dreams
they twist and turn in to mareish frights
wake me up in the middle of the night
thinking of how he might hurt me
of how he might get in
will it ever end?
will i ever be truly safe?
away from this place
away from these thoughts?
away from these feelings?
these are all questions
the song of nightmares storm sings.
the tide washes me back in
evertime i think I am safe
or okay
they rip me back under
i dont think im ready to go
but who am i to decide
if the thoughts will push me under more
will i drown?
or will I be saved for the fourteenth time?
will the cycle ever break?
these are the questions
the song of nightmares storm sings
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Author:
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about a recent trauma and how tough it is to keep picking myself up time and time again.
- Category: Sad
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A safety pin or an oncoming car... both such menaces in a dream! Fourteen times? How many lives do you have in those dreams of yours?
the safety pin represents self harm, oncoming cars represent intrusive thoughts and fear of driving and ive attempted suicide 13 times. the poem is about a very recent trauma and how its been hard going through the emotions of it all
I more or less got the safety pin... I've known others with the same impulses. You are way too observant and self-aware to miss your own value though. Be brave and don't disappoint us by not posting something now and then. I'm 68 but I was your age a few weeks ago it seems like. I remember the dramas and traumas like they were yesterday. Thanks for sharing your dreams. I hope you know how beautiful it is when you tell them.
thats like the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. thank you :).
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