“Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal has ever dared to dream before” (credit goes to Edgar Allan Poe and his poem The Raven)
No longer certain if my thoughts are burden to significant doubting
But they flourish at night when I just might question if I am dreaming
These nightmares in question have become an obsession of my inner dreams
Have I possessed the powers of transgress while my ghost ventures beyond the shores? I say No
My darkest fears hold the shears that tear at my soul, reminding me that I am a mere mortal
Screams escape from my throat as I shoot up and choke upon black feathers, death is imminent as ever
Who placed such dark lace upon my face and bottomless brain…who dared?
And to choose me as a vessel, as an instrument of turmoil, not knowing where next it will send me to
I spring from my bed with visions of the dead still masquerading in my head in a most harrowing dream
Still fully awake, I just cannot contain the feeling that I have dreamt this nightmare before
I love this line: “My darkest fears hold the shears that tear at my soul”
Thanks for your sharing!
Thank you for taking the time out to read it
This one really resonates with me. Like hugely.
I won’t pry but my inner demons would be anxiety disorder. Been dealing with it for years now.
Yep…..it’s me again 😁 lol. I love this one too and I believe you did him proud…..wow very powerful. I may not have caught all of the poems but I like what I’ve seen so far. Beautifully written! #imafan
thanks Darling. It really makes me happy when family and friends actually read my stuff.
Well done! I could feel this poem.
thank you Mary
Wow this is a great read. Congratulations for completing the marathon. 🙂