I've Had That Dream BeforeA Poem by DreyaArti am standing beside her, that is how it begins. she is who i remember, so very long ago. she loves me, and i her. she the mother, and i the daughter. they always start the same. these dreams. always the same, so they feel familiar. even in their variations. then i turn to her. and her smile is kind. im her little girl again, and there is a bond which cannot be seen, but is so strong, that even just to dream, i feel connected to her. her eyes are clear, and my hand clasps hers. we are together, then i am older, her hand that i remember to be so warm and loving, gentle, and kind. turns cold. this is the variation. she turns from me, her eyes glazed over. her smile turned hard. forced. the bond breaks. then he appears. he takes her away from me. my hand cannot keep her. i am too weak. tears well up in my eyes. as he welcomes her into his arms. i thought that she had left him. i thought that she had come back to me. and yet, he still held those strings which controlled her. his smile is cruel. his eyes afire with hatred. she is in his arms. she belongs to him. i find myself kneeling, collapsed on the shores of a great ocean. the ocean created from my tears. my heart beats slowly. and i am afraid. the tears will not stop falling. soon the waters surround me. i cannot move. my love for her, who she used to be can never amount to the hatred that burns within me, even in my slumber towards that man. he took my mother away from me. and for that he will never be forgiven. these thoughts run through my mind, as i watch them. they smile, identical in their cold way. their silence fills the dream. as they unmovingly, and horribly. watch me drown. forever remaining, fearful, because ive had that dream before... © 2011 DreyaArtAuthor's Note
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Added on February 17, 2011 Last Updated on February 17, 2011 AuthorDreyaArtMt. Cheam, Lower Fraser Valley, CanadaAboutHey my names Dreya, Drey for short, I love to read and write, and drawing is my passion and my life. Many of you will notice that much of my writings may have a note or many of Self-hate, Self-loa.. more..Writing
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