Dying in my Sleep

Last night I dreamt I was falling,
With an unfamiliar face,
We were dropping through the sky,
Falling from great heights into this place.

I was trying my best to comfort him,

As it was comforting to me.
He started to cry before,
We plunged into the sea.

Down, into the depths, I fell,
Past the city of San Fransisco,
I tried to breathe, but I was drowning,
My body spasmed as I tried to let go.

It was a stormy, dismal day,
As I sunk past the layer of plastic-
Alone, in the greenish gray,
I couldn't keep myself from panic.

I never knew just what it would be,
To die just like that,
But last night, I swear I felt myself,
Encased in the ever-crushing black.

You might think I'm fooling myself,
Thinking of this as real-
But I woke up unable to catch my breath,
And since, sleep has lost its appeal.

Some want nothing more,
Than to die in their sleep-
But me? I've done that many times,
And the price is far too steep.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I love this poem. Normally I'm not a fan of long self-absorbed profile rantings, but I have to admit, yours are pretty interesting & irresistible, showing your spunky way of seeing the world. I came to check you out becuz your handle (name) is so snappy. I love the part in your poem where you dive thru the plastic -- you say that so matter-of-fact, like our totally fucked up way of destroying the planet has become normalized (kinda like the sucky prez & how you refuse to be splashed with his muck). In short, YOU stand out more than your writing. Your writing is a pretty strong vehicle to convey your refreshingly startling honesty about most things (very enjoyable) Fondly, Margie

[Indra's Child]

I've pretty much got nothing to do on my profile besides to sell myself... Not sure if that's a good thing or not, depends on who I ask. I guess I just want people to know me- I've kept my walls up for too long, trying to break them down.
Thank you for your review of my profile- haha.
I wouldn't focus all too much on me, though. I do tend to excite and then bore or annoy- it's just a first impressions thing.
I should check out your stuff, you seem pretty interesting.
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[barleygirl]

You reveal so much more than you realize & I love it. Self-honesty is the most compelling aspect of good writing & you've got it strong! By the way, I'm just an old broken-down witch living in a haunted place, so don't get the idea there's anything interesting here to probe *wink! wink!*

[Indra's Child]

Damn too late, you know I'm already hooked on your stuff- only took one poem. You've got a way with words, that is just so unique and intricate.
I'm glad I read some of your stuff.

[barleygirl]

My gratitude is growling . . .

[Hsnx]

i loved it..i was amazed..and could not stop reading it was wonderful..

[Chris Shaw]

In your sleep you envisaged what animals of the sea are likely to experience if we continue to destroy our oceans with plastic crap. I have seen so many nature programmes showing the absolute destruction that is going on in our waters. This is an interesting read. Not surprised you didn't want a repeat exercise. Sounded like a nightmare to me. Well written

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Chris

[Indra's Child]

Man, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't (a nightmare). But it is very interesting, what you said about the animals experiencing the same thing. It's left me wondering. Thank you for your review, and I really appreciate your compliments so much.
Thank you,
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[Angel_Rose1979]

Wow..just wow. That left me speechless, it was beautifully done, the words have an amazing flow to them, and the poem itself is just deep and wondrous. Truly amazing.

[Indra's Child]

Thank you for your kind words, boop booop
Glad you liked it, I appreciate the review.

[sette]

this is one well written poem.. very honest

[Indra's Child]

Thank you for your review!
Glad you enjoyed.

[Zayir]

Drowning is one of the worst ways to die (or so I've been told). Love how you mentioned SF and the bay being so f*****g filthy. Dying in a dream definitely scares you when you wake up. Dreams have many meanings. For me your falling, then drowning, and witnessing the trash shows the level of your mind/personality (not saying your trash lol). Love you how the reader is able to journey through your mind.
Much Love

[Indra's Child]

Yeah... God it makes me f*****g sick how much suffocating plastic waste is out there right now, it's toxic. I love it here in the bay and it kills me to know that this is happening so close by where norma society just... abandons it and goes on, the bus lines keep running, the mail still gets where it's going, people get hired, paid minimum wage, and fired like they were trash- and not one stable aspect of the system gives a damn.
Oh, s**t sorry I don't mean to be depressing with that. I mean, it kind of motivates me. But I could see where that could be depressing too. I appreciate your view of it and putting it into words. Thank you so much fo ryour review, boop
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[Onlyme]

Sadness and depths so unreachable when suicidal dark thoughts and depression spiral out of control and take over your dreams as you sleep. And you slip and fall overboard. Drowning in silences. It's like your subconscious mind. It trying to help save you from the awakening hours.

[Indra's Child]

That's a pretty solid take on it. Thank you for your review! Boop, I appresh.
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[Lyn Anderson]

I know exactly the dream you mean, except my head was in his hand, dripping in blood ... I truly enjoyed this piece, with its allusions to today's reality blended with the every day muck of living.

[Indra's Child]

That is intense.
Thanks for your review!
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