Nightmares

I stood at the edge of a cliff

One that looks the way I imagine they do in Capetown

So beautiful

I wasn't afraid, though I was alone

And I stared into the sky above

My eyes pierced the parallel ocean below

And my cliff seemed to separate the two places you could be.

I screamed your name

Waiting for you to answer the echo

I waited

As if there was a chance you really would answer

I fell hard on my knees

And they should have shattered

I cried until I couldn't anymore

I cursed your name because I resented you

And I cursed your name because I was jealous of you

I wondered what it would be like to jump into the ocean

Alone.

I wondered what it would be like to see you waiting for me at the bottom

And this is why I don't like to sleep.

Reviews

[fattycbreezy52]

It's as if a depressed,tormented soul was speaking.What as if?It was.It's like you try hard to close your watery eyes and transport yourself to a world of temporary happiness for a while where atleast he will be whatever you would expect him to be.Alas!you cannot sleep.All you could experience is weltering, side by side and murmuring to yourself,
"Feelings die and go to your grave...die ,die die and never come back again"

[samanthaashley_]

Love the comment. Thanks so much!

[00000000000000000000000..]

Wow, some deep thoughts. Ahh sleep is overrated anyways lol. Reminds me of a Creed song

[J.A. Marquez]

Heart wrenchingly sentimental. You paint a very clear image, both figuratively and physically. I see this through your eyes and my heart aches for you. I would recommend, if I may be blunt, get rid of "this is why I don't sleep". It cuts the poem short. The message is there. You have no need to reiterate it in such a ....forgive me, crude way.

[SquinklaPsyOps]

Brilliantly conceived and rendered the poem can be about the inner voice delicately describing the train of thought that was not able to perceive or detect the whispers and the echoes of lost ghosts trying to recruit and redirect in the decision of suicide

With a metaphor of a person that did not completely fell in love with the memory of an ex to jump or fall from the cliff and instead stays awake thinking if the other person is thinking or feels the same way

[613]

Straight to the point & simple - you made this poem one of my favorites. Beautifully executed, wonderfully detailed & brilliantly enticing. Absolutely amazing work.

- Brittney

[samanthaashley_]

thanks girl, I appreciate it!

[613]

Sure thing!

[Kelly Scheppers]

Congratulations upon winning 1st place, Samantha!

[samanthaashley_]

thank you so much!!

[marcus]

Really beautiful, very touching!!

[samanthaashley_]

thank you :)

[Haley Wilson]

The emotion in this is so harshly prominent. As if the words jump out and leave you feeling as if you were being written about. Favorited!

[samanthaashley_]

Thanks, Haley!

[Shekinah2015]

What a beautiful picture of a nightmare. The word choice is excellent! I am voting for you in the Poetry Part 2 contest.

[samanthaashley_]

thank you! sometimes simple language is the way to go.

[Country Girl46]

I wrote one similar to yours. Enjoyed reading this. Ty for sharing because I can relate to it.

[samanthaashley_]

that's awesome. I look forward to reading yours :)

[alf]

Hi Samanthaashley. this is such an emotive poem!! You have taken the nightmare, personified it and reacted. That you have transposed the horror and anger to paper with such clarity, is a credit to your ability with a pen. Loved this, and I'm waiting for more . . . alf

[samanthaashley_]

thanks, alf! it's a little sad to think that this was actually a nightmare I had.. I woke up sweating and shaking. but it hasn't happened since I wrote about it. :)