Just a dream...

Just a dream...

A Poem by Samantha Heaton
"

I wrote this when I was tired and I started day dreaming...

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I lay in bed

Hearing the yelling

Getting mad

At whats being said.

I picture the knife

In my hands

Inching toward my skin

Ready to cut.

I press the knife

Onto my wrist

And move slowly

Making sure I feel the pain.

I see the blood

And I smile

Knowing I let

All my anger out.

But then suddenly

My alarm goes off

I wake up

And my knifes gone

Arms not bleeding

And again im angry

I DONT FEEL PAIN!

© 2011 Samantha Heaton


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Samantha Heaton
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Dreaming about suicide seems comforting somehow in this story but the way you made it into a dream just makes a terrible nightmare! The pain is always there no matter what someone does but when someone is ready to move on, that pain slowly fades away. I like the way you wrote this to capture the attention of the reader.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Dreams are the doorway to life. When we are drowning in pain. Bad dreams are warning us to do better or find a better way to live. A very good ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


ooohh very interesting had more of a dark side to it [: i like it

Posted 13 Years Ago


dark. opening. I love dream poems, try to get deeper in a dream by using words, and see if u can trick the reader as to whether or not the narrator is in fact dreaming!

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is really sad and I think you get the emotional response you wanted, but "hearing the yelling" is really awkward to say. Maybe if you speak the poem out loud it would be easier to tell what's awkward and what's not. It's good because it does make me feel an emotional response.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is sad. The flow is nice; but, the cutting is not. Never inflict pain to yourself, the world will do it for you. When you become angry do breathing exercises or think of something or someone that brings you joy. Your poetry is beautiful, make your pain your ink and write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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TJ
wow, anger is born from realizing that the self mutilation was a dream...how twisted, it pains me to know that soem ppl think thats the only way they can cope

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is exciting my heart was rushing read this piece

Posted 13 Years Ago


very dark and added with a pretty good flow, makes this poem really good.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I love it, the flow is really good and it's sad and dark.
Amazing (:

Posted 13 Years Ago



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