Sleep, If You Dare

Sleep, If You Dare

A Poem by Frieda P
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nightmares or reality...?

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Sleep, yes go to sleep
so you can visit that hell again
when the night arrests your breath
until it's nothing but a whimper 
it comes again to rape your soul
leaves merely a reeling shell  
madness in being buried alive
are they nightmare or memories
a blend of blood's spilling guts
twisting  entrails till they fail
bleeding the heart, sucking it flaccid
neurons flashing in neon putrid green,
deep repulsive murky shadows of inky ebony
pulsating to the beat of slicing knives momentum
they don't hide in the closet or under the bed
these are the true monsters in your head, as the un-dead
take a chance on some zzz's tonight
if you're really lucky, perhaps you will wake...


© 2013 Frieda P


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Frieda P
*artwork by Star

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Boy, am I glad I was too tired to review last night!!!!!
I would have hated to have this poem be the last thing I read before I turned out the lights!!
Shades of H. P. Lovecraft, girl, this one is SCARY!!!!!!

brrrrrrrrr....

is it cold in here????

Posted 11 Years Ago


To die in the midst of a nightmare would be to spare me from the horrors of reality. I quite enjoyed this, 'tis interesting.

Posted 11 Years Ago


such an interesting read, enjoyed

Posted 11 Years Ago


You have expressed it so well. Good job frieda

Posted 11 Years Ago


No way am I going to bed if all that is waiting for me. Coffee's on. Wanna cup? Angi~

Posted 11 Years Ago


this is such a beautifully dark representation of a living nightmare! i love how versatile you are with the subject matter and vibe of your work- always different, surprising and amazing!

my suggestion for you would be to cut down some of the adjective use a bit to clear up your images:
"neurons flashing in neon putrid green,
deep repulsive murky shadows of inky ebony"
these lines have a few too many words to take in, but are still beautiful images.

i really loved these lines:
"they don't hide in the closet or under the bed
these are the true monsters in your head, as the un-dead"
this is a dark and genius play on words! great job!

Posted 11 Years Ago


I'm at loss for words, I don't even know how to feel about it. though there are a million options in my head...I can only wince at the viciousness of it all, and for the record, there is no such thing as a bad wince when I'm reading xo

Posted 11 Years Ago


After reading your poem it will be difficult for anyone to sleep without conjuring up the scary images that you have portrayed so well in your write.
FReida, why don't you see the world in a different perspective...........It isn't such a bad place after all.

Posted 11 Years Ago


http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6109/6374189483_66d9a2e41c_z.jpg
makes sense not to sleep why go back to that

Posted 11 Years Ago


Nice change of pace read here... great job as usual.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..

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