sitting in a dark room with nothing there that tiny room of doom with nothing but me and the emptiness of air. i try to gaze upon the walls only darkness lurks nothing there at all and the silence seems to hurt. i hear a distant cry of help a cry of joy or a cry offear? i hear a distant yelp i see a woman dripping a tear. i walk to her, she seems to speak "leave alone the one they call bad" i get very hot in the sudden wave of heat it pulls me down i look for something to grab. nothing, i fall to my death from the devil he also seems to speak "come with me slave," he speaks, "come to the next level" i think, "how did i deserve this terrible treat." he takes me through the windey tunnels of the deep he stops me and says, "i am BAD" and threw me off the cliff that seemed very steep im screaming now all the way down till i awaken on my back. im in the comfortable sheets of my bed with 10 people around me i have many fears and confusions mixed with dread the 10 people begin to speak. "where were you brian," they said "i guess i was dreaming," i replied "you were dead," the 10 people said "im awake now, i hope" i replied the 10 people all started chanting a song praising me and loving me and holding me for a period that was long i asked them, "what are you doing, im hurting you see?" they dissapeared again and i was alone i open my blood shut eyes to find i was home but with almost no life, i then died.
Reason for writing:
the poem is strong maybe not even that great because i just made it up right now. i tried to take a little bit of the feelings of fear and depression mixed into one feeling. it is about me dreaming about my fate and the fears of death and then when i awake i die in bed. read it and tell me what you think
Birth sign: Aries
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