My chest is constricting so much that I cannot breath. My heart is freezing like the water turning to ice on a mid-winters morn. For a few random breaths I was as happy as I would ever be and I had faith in the realm in which I was held.
Tomorrow I find out my fate. Will I be gone or will I live another day?
To survive the night is a bitter torment and my flesh writhes in agony. Is there anywhere else I can be?
I fear not. The demons of the night are here to torment. When I fall asleep my dreams are nightmares. I wake to only find another one awaits.
I dreamt that you were drowning
And there was no way to rescue
I wished that I could save you
But I stood on shaky ground
I wanted you to live
I prayed for your sweet breath
And when I woke I discovered
Your beating heart dead still –
Dreams were no longer dreams
And a nightmare was real
This morning when I went to sleep
Past midnight once again
I had a dream so real for me
Coming back so vividly
Allow me to type
So I can capture my dream
Before it vaporizes
And is taken from me
I dreamt of my mother
How she entered my room
She was on a bicycle
Geared up and ready to go
(All those weekly photo challenges
Of wheels and bicycles converging –
Gate crashing my dream)
First time my mother on a bicycle I’ve seen
Knock at the door
And friends waiting to go
Spend some time with my mother
And have themselves a day of fun
I was an onlooker at this little game
My mother acting strangely
Not like my mother would at all
She leaned over to give me a hug
I turned myself away, I’m sorry
No hugs coming your way
Give me back my mother, not one acting so strange
Tell me, where is my mother?
Where has she gone?