I had a nightmare
That I was on a plane in the beautiful sky
The wind blowing across my face, whipping my hair
And I actually felt at peace as I closed my eyes
The rising sun warming my eyelids
My heart racing as I smile
The turbines reverberating in their perfect, clashing tune, amidst
All the smoky clouds in their smoky style
Looking down at lands of green
My head finally clear
I no longer shed tears
And I was perfectly at peace
There was no burden on my shoulders
No more pushing at immoveable boulders
And on that plane so, so high up
A thought came to mind
What would happen if I stepped off?
Then what would I find?
I shuffled my feet precariously on the edge
Looked up, down, took some breaths
'Don't panic' the whistling wind whispered
So I thought of all the things that made me feel withered
And stepped off to my free fall
Oh and free it was, almost like I could fly
The wind biting and numbing, carrying me down
Down, down, down from the beautiful sky
Green lands coming closer, and closer
Until I hit it and fell into another sleep
Dreaming within a dream
Until I woke up to a land, not of green
But of reds, blues, and yellows
The golden leaves from trees that fall
Protected by the embrace of willows
No anger, sadness, or structureless walls
And for a second, I was happy
Really, truly happy
Till I woke sweating and cold
To go on in the same real painful world
Wishing I could go back to those fields
I had a nightmare
Where I was in a beautiful place, at peace
Where everything was lovely and fair
Where I stepped of that edge and fell
Who knew that'd it feel so good?
I had a nightmare that actually wasn't bad
Where I didn't feel so sad
I had a nightmare that I died
And everything was just fine
- Author: 𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓮 𝓜. (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 2nd, 2024 10:20
- Category: Unclassified
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