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Awakening
Write a poem about an awakening - it could be literal or metaphorical.
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This is too much…
I can’t take this anymore.
I need to go and hide in my small nook—
Here in the bathroom,
I’ll leave the water running,
So you can’t hear me crying.
This is too much…
I can’t bear it anymore.
I am tired of hearing myself—
Here in the bathroom,
I’ll leave the shower gushing,
So I can’t hear me sobbing.
This is too much…
Water ripples through the drain,
But my tears keep fall...
Listen to me.
Listen to me.
Listen.
Listen.
Listen.
You’re asleep. This is a dream.
And you need to wake up.
You’re dreaming, do you hear?
_Can_ you hear me?
I don’t know, but you need to wake up.
Wake. Up.
Ok, look at your hands. They don’t look like they should, do they?
They look like reaching branches of a long dead tree.
They look like popsicle sticks taped together by shaking hands....
_My body aches for rest,_
_But I must rise_,
**Awaken**.
_My head rings with a late_
_Dream,_
_But I still must try_,
**Awaken**.
_Eyelids protest against the_
_Burn of sudden life,_
_I tell them they are not _
_breaking_,
**Awaken**.
_I must try to rise, if I don’t _
_Soon I’ll have no chance of _
_Being taken_,
**Awaken**.
_Because those who are not _
_Swift enough meet no _
_Gentle ...
There’s screaming and yelling,
Thoughts rushing my mind,
I can’t seem to think straight,
Can’t stop to ask why,
Why me,
Why this,
All I want is bliss,
Instead I’m stuck in this dark abyss,
My heart is pounding like a awakened flame,
I hear the thudding in my brain,
All of a sudden my breathing is quick,
I’m choking on air,
I’m gonna be sick,
This is it,
The end,
I’m through,
I’ll die before I knew...
(Draft #62! Thanks Jewelie Rain for suggesting this one.)
I awake at the dawn
Of a new day
And the sun shines down on my past
And the light guides my future
I awake in the middle
Of the night
And the moon cries its starlit tears
On my presence and actions
I awake in a room
Of white walls and lonely
And the fluorescent lights buzz
And I think I’m going crazy
I awake inside my mind
In a hospital ...
The sky in full bloom
As much as the blossoms do.
Colors winding and twisty.
Bright yet soft and subtle.
The clouds swoon
Beaming at the sun rays.
Soft cream like silky milk
And floating like seafoam.
Nature starts to stir.
The noises coming alive.
Hearing the morning chatter
Neighbors and friends.
The calm of the morning
Serene and washed beauty.
The gentleness of the sun
Awakening wh...
I write my words out loud
I write my poems from the mouth not the soul
Though maybe that should be the other way round
Cause my mind keeps dictating while my eyes look down
Vulnerability is hard
And your poetry makes my poetry feel ashamed
Can’t match up really
Though maybe that’s a good thing
To be loved not as Persephone and Hades
But Demeter and Persephone
To love at all
To breathe
To live
Y...
as the water creeps up
it almost takes me over
i move my legs just enough
to keep me going forward
i try to go fast enough
not turning around to it
it chases faster faster faster
i swim swim swim
it take my limbs
one at a time
until i turn around
it wasn’t just in my mind
i look the monster dead in the eyes
it looks right at
me, the more i run for my life
the more it fights back
i have to sta...
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