Description: This is a dream I had I'm calling my Ex. D and the person I currently care for S.
A Dream I had -------------------------------------------
I'm sitting in a room with S, we're happy, and I feel safe sitting on my couch watching something on her laptop.
The room goes black, I'm wearing a white tux, and the room fills with light and its blank. I'm scared and cold. I feel lost and alone. There is only white in every direction.
Then I see him. He's standing there looking at me. He starts running towards me like he wants to tell me something.
I hate him and I start to run.
He catches up and grabs my wrist. (my wrist is my weakest point)
These clear walls come up and the room starts to fill with water. I can't swim up because D is still holding my wrist.
I look up and I see S reaching her hand down to help me but I can't get to her.
I start screaming.. The water starts getting in my mouth. I can't breath. I can't see.. There is only darkness and screaming.....
I wake and find my mom standing over me... I don't know what the hell is up with this... I want it to stop but I don't know how. Does anyone?
That was pretty intense. I love the way that sometimes dreams are trying to tell us something. Like our subconscious is trying to speak to us when we don't want to listen. I love how you actually remember your dream. I can never remember any of mine (at least not enough to write an awesome poem like this). I loved it. I can't wait to read another of yours.
S.D.S ??? That was mighty strange. But I'm sure it means something??? Love the description you put about this dream. Kind of dark , but kind of showing hope I think??? Anyway great idea to put your dreams in writing for us all to share.
Thanks for sharing.
That's scary. I don't believe I've ever had a dream like that.
I love the way dreams can describe certain feelings that are hard to put into words.
This whole thing is like one big metaphor, and a very good one, I must say, for tragic (possibly suppressed) emotions... that only you probably know the true meaning of.
To me, it's symbolic in many ways. The way you wrote it is perfect too. I could almost feel it, you know? I guess because I've felt that way.