Forbidden Screams

Forbidden Screams

A Story by Natalie

For hours I've tossed and turned sleeping with the sun. Because I fell asleep, I woke to screams and the image of a gun. Fear of your safety shot bullets through my eyes, and I realized I was farther than I know. My eyesight was a blur, expect for the image I saw in the darkness, racing in the back of my eyelids. But the reality was that my back was facing your view and my arms ran away with the brown fog that consumed me. I was so clueless, so far away from you...I'm sorry. 
And then you screamed.
I ran to the voice of your terror, trying to get a clear view of you. The words of the news were jammed into my head. A vision of happenings move moderately in front of my eyes.

I hope I'm running in the right direction.
 
Angels must have been around, dodging bullets and potential physical pain. You were alive. Death couldn't defeat you and I never even got to you in time. Your scream woke the dead in me when I slept that very night. Moving through my blood and disturbing my nerves. That dream shook the heart in me and woke me from behind. 
Your scream became a memory, it's comes and goes like the wind, and when you call from your death bed I'd hear you a mile away. When you scream with your fear, I'd run unconsciously, trying to take away your pain. 

© 2010 Natalie


Author's Note

Natalie
This is about a dream I had one night. A lot of my dreams are nightmares and they affect me in a great way. This dream was about my mother and how she was in great danger. It was so much realer than how I described it to be. Hope it didn't confuse you. :)

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"but the reality was that my back was facing your view and my arms ran away with the brown fog that consumed me. I was so clueless, so far away from you...I'm sorry."
{WoW-Nice}
"Angels must have been around, dodging bullets and potential physical pain. You were alive. Death couldn't defeat you and I never even got to you in time. Your scream woke the dead in me when I slept that very night."

{i really love the tense mood in this poem Natalie-Superb!!!}

Great Stuff!!

james:-)



Posted 14 Years Ago



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