The Reoccurring Dream Poem by Jaana Coon

The Reoccurring Dream



I am running.
Faster and faster,
from what or
who, I don't know.
The adrenaline pulsing 
through my veins,
pushing me to
keep going forward
even though my body
wants to collapse.

I am screaming.
Screaming his name.
I don't know where
he has gone!
I have lost him!
But still I move
forward with hope
that I can
find him!

I see a clearing.
And I see something
in the distance.
Someone hovering over
a shadow on the ground.
Before I do
anything, the person 
disappears in the
darkness beyond.
Leaving the shadow.

My heart starts pounding
as I slowly move
toward the shadow
to take a look.
One thought keeps
raising in my head,
but I push it back.
I get closer and closer,  
but I still can't see.

When I finally do
my heart stops
and everything spins
all around me.
I fall forward
on my knees.
The tears come
in a rush,
making me loose
my breath.

This has to 
be a dream.
This can't be real!
He can't die!
I love him too much!

I pick up 
his head gently
and place it on
my lap and
just rock back
and forth
trying to keep calm!
My tears falling
onto his face,
but he doesn't move!
He doesn't even
make a sound.

My love has 
been taken from me!
It has been 
destroyed forever!
How can I 
possibly love now?
How can I do anything 
without him?

Why would the
world take him
away from me?
What did I 
do to them?
All I did was
love him with
all of my heart and soul!

The tears are
coming so fast,
I can hardly breathe.
It comes out
in gasps making
me very light-headed.
My vision is
blurred by my 
constantly falling tears!
But I can 
clearly see his
pale, dead face.

So I close my
eyes to try to
make the image
of it go away,
but I still
can see it!
Just like it
was right in 
front of me!

I open my eyes
and he is not there!
Like he has
never been there,
Just like he had
walked away.
Leaving me alone
in this cruel world!
But he wanted
to be with me.
He loved me
and does love me still!

I wake up,
drenched in sweat.
Realizing that it
was just a dream.
That is wasn't real.
It wont happen.
Or will it? ...

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This was a dream that I had for a very long time.
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Jaana Coon

Jaana Coon

Wheat Ridge, CO
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