If Only

 

Dreams of late… silent movies

that speak so deeply to me,

I only wish they were in black and white

so as to bring complete clarity

of the ghosts in my mind.

These constant vibes

passing through closed parts of my heart

are more damaging

then the original condemning

that blocked the free flow of emotions.

In the moments of tender thoughts

I feel a hand around my throat

that renders me speechless

yet my reflection

is nothing more

then pale skin biting a lip.

Even emotional moisture

flows like a waterfall

beneath the surface

like a hidden paradise.

 

If only to see

through a dogs eyes

then maybe time

wouldn’t go so slow

when life has me beaten and caged.

 

If only my heartbeats

weren’t pinpricks

bleeding me dry of passion

in cruel fashion.

 

If only my dreams

were an escape from reality.

 

 

 

Author's Note

Nothing to do with my current mental state and probably not what you think its about.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

I read your beautifully presented poem then read the reviews .. strange that I thought of it as being a confirmation that while you remember being trapped, you've dreamed of letting go or, seeing how it would be to let go .. that the hurt's there but you see it for what it is. Dreams are our day arguing with our state of mind, straightening out, juggling and -this is some dream.

Rightly or wrongly, you've touched nerves and expressed strong emotions ..

(Methinks the where in last line should read were)

[QuietPoet]

Wow.. Just.. wow. I really really liked this. It hit so deep for me. I am so glad I stopped and took a mintue to read this.. Very powerful and true.

[Jenny Nelson]

Would be nice if dreams were always escapes from reality. They're not very often. An excellent write full of strong emotion and description.

"If only my heartbeats weren’t pinpricks/bleeding me dry of passion/in cruel fashion."

I really like that line. It's easy to identify with for many reasons. Again, a very powerful and emotional write.