A Dream
it seems that the only way to stop the pain
is to cut down deep into my vein
but im going to do it but not how you think
im going to go in deeper than you when you sleep
now that im here im going to start
and im going to keep cutting myself in till my heart finally stops
im cutting and cutting and shaking in fear
could it be because i know that my death is near
i started to have visions and i couldn't believe
because these type of images are one's that you see in your sleep
i was face to face with the one from above
the devil was also their but neither of them showed loved
they confronted me telling me what am i thinking? what am i doing?
don't you know how many people in your life you have ruined?
then i started to have a different vision
and their i was on my dead body's position
so there i am dead laying on the floor
and my mom stood their over me screaming why? why? did you have to do this for?
then i started to have a different vision but this time i could not see anything
i don't understand this vision am i suppose to search for something
little by little i felt that i had to open my eyes
i couldn't believe it and i soon realize
that this is my destiny that i'm suppose to search for me
and everything i saw was only a dream
Copyright © Demetrio Najera | Year Posted 2009
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