The Song of Nightmares Storm

lavenderlover

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

  • Author: lavenderlover (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 30th, 2023 23:43
  • 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
  • Views: 20
  • User favorite of this poem: Insanely Hilarious.
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Comments1

  • jarcher54

    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?

    • lavenderlover

      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

      • jarcher54

        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.

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