Elizabeth Remenick


A Dream - Poem by Elizabeth Remenick

To some people, dreams are a prejustified death.
They surround and choke you.
The whole awfulness of it slowly filling your lungs and body
until nothing is left but something that used to be.
Something that lived a life,
but was never really alive to begin with.
Dreams can do that.
They lift you up in all their terror,
swirling you around,
until finally slamming the torn and ripped carcass onto the hard, cold earth.
There is nothing anymore.
No one is around to see you, to hear you cry out in pain.
The world is a rotted hell.
You can't sleep.
You won't sleep.
Insomnia, depression, anger.
What has happened to your life?
It's been taken over by a dream.
A silly little dream,
that is forever so dark and gruesome.


Comments about A Dream by Elizabeth Remenick

  • (4/22/2006 1:37:00 PM)


    Woah! I know exactually what you're talking about! I go through Sleep Paralysis so I know exactually what you mean. Dreams can be that.. realistic and dreams/the way you sleep can truely affect you personaly. Yea, make sure you drink caffine past 5: D cause that can REALLY screw you up when you try to lay down (Dr.'s comment) Yes well I hope you're dreams which seem like nightmares eventuallly become peaceful again. I don't remember mine, I guess thats a good thing :) . Anyways, way to put you're feelings out there, makes others who feel the same way- not so alone. :)

    Sugar B. (Irene) ^.~
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 22, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 23, 2006


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