My Sleeping Nightmare Poem by sandy nobody

My Sleeping Nightmare

Rating: 3.5


i live with a nightmare
that has no end
cant keep going
no longer pretend

feel like im going mad
losing my mind
cant take much more
tired all the time

is this all in my head
am i insane
is there a reason
should i place blame

did i cause this
what should i do
is there help for me
or a cure too

i need rest
but afraid to sleep
the dreams are bad
they make me weep

soon after falling asleep
the nightmare begins
my heart pounds faster
my head spins

soon im paralyzed
overwhelmed with fear
cant breathe
cant make a tear

i fight to try to move
to breathe
i dont want to die
not ready to leave

i feel myself
drifting away
feeling my life
slipping away

if only someone will notice
i cant breathe
i cant move
please dont just leave

i cant talk
tell you im dying
outside frozen
inside crying

i pray and hope
soon ill awake
if only a noise
i could make

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chi - 16 May 2006

Stanley Kunitz hardly slept at night - he wrote poetry. The experience of death had left him afraid of night. At first, sleeping at day made me have uneasy dreams. Then I lost someone very close to me, someone young and very intelligent, and now night sleep bothers me because I dream of him and wake with the pain of loss. In fact, I find I cannot write 'hard' poetry anymore, or poetry that deals with introspection, or the personal. Your title and poem makes me think of all this. I've read a number of your poems which I find very moving. Maybe I'd find time to go over them again, then give you some comments. But one other comment I'd make right away is that you'd really strengthen them if you come back later and polish the structure. I am expressing my views only as a reader!

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