A Bad Dream
Dangerous dreams flood
over me in darkness and
the weight of them drowns me
like a tidal wave
sinking me into my mattress
and spiraling me through the
rabbit hole on the other side
to somewhere on sixth street
forcing me into an open bar
where smoke rings create halos
and whiskey is the new smell of Christmas
mixed drinks and shots in dayglow tubes
round out the festive occasion
but I have no reason to celebrate
and I wish I could find anywhere
everywhere to be but here
I can feel the stench of this
clinging to me like sweat and
it would take holy water
to rinse away the sins
you're begging me to commit
you portray joy and laughter
but I know desperation that
comes with the sunrise
clawing like a vampire
to the creases of darkness
to repeat the cycle of finding
an elixir to calm my nerves
so I push, shove, and run my
way to consciousness
vowing not today
one more day
just for today
I stay clean
Copyright © Sophie Wilson | Year Posted 2018
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