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In A Dream.

As I was travelling on my way,

I came upon a white gazebo.

It was secluded, surrounded by trees.

As I drew closer to it,

I noticed the flowers growing wildly about,

the most beautiful flowers I had ever seen.

I was walking this path because I needed some reflection time.

My life had been so difficult,

I was barely making it through the day.

I wanted to give up, run away, and never return

to what was once my life, my very existence.

As I was in deep thought,

a fierce wind began to blow around me, it wasn't blowing me away,

instead, it seemed to be pulling me forward towards the gazebo.

My eyes needed to adjust to the light,

this light was unlike any light I had ever seen before,

it was so illuminating, so bright,

I had to shield my eyes from the glare.

As my eyes began to focus,

standing before me in the gazebo was Jesus.

He came to me and taking my hand we sat down together.

I was scared,

I was not worthy to be here, sitting next to Jesus.

But I could not bring myself to talk because I was in awe.

I had to be special for Jesus to be here in my hour of need.

He never said a word,

He just sat next to me holding my hand in His.

As the tears streamed down my face,

it was at that very moment,

that I realized,

I was not alone in my journey.
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Posted: Feb 2011
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My Nightmare

falling asleep and right into a nightmare,
it was unlike any other.
I saw a life unfold
right before my eyes,
it was as if I was watching a movie,
a movie of someone's life.
I saw the bruises, the pain
She cried out but no one could hear her.
I wanted to close my eyes, but couldn't.

I saw the pills lying everywhere,
the alcohol used to carry out her plan.
then I saw the blade,
I literally felt the blade slide across my skin
blood freely flowing, masking the pain,
as if I was there
I wanted to block it out, but couldn't.

I tried to see this girl,
she was very lonely, scared, and lost.
what happened next, I could barely watch.
He used her, abused her, left her to clean up.
"Please let her go" I cried, begged and pleaded.
I could see her pain,
it ws heartwrenching.
I looked around for someone, anyone
to help this girl, but there was no one.
I watched her letting herself go,
dying from the inside out.
no more pain, no more heartache.
I tried to grab her hand, pull her up
she was falling fast...
I saw her sould being carried away...
deep despair in my heart.
I suddenly woke up from my nightmare.
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
I was severely abused as a child and I have nightmares/flashbacks. So I wrote after a flashback.
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