Nightmare

I never want to wake up from this dream.
Its reality is my fantasy.
 
                               A world where I am safe.
     Safe to feel, and to smile.
               And to be anyone I want to be.
 
I adorn my crown with jewels.
Green-eyed and envious, I steal my vital treasure.
Breaking my promise to never be a thief
like all the ones that have hurt me before.
I am worthless and speechless and breathless.
But in this world, I am fearless.
Less is more, in every possible sense.
 
                              And I am happy.
   Truly happy.
               For the first time.
 
As my lips stretch across my face into a smile,
my demons creep out from their hiding places.
Behind sweet memories and my deepest thoughts.
And they take the lies and the pain,
that I worked so hard to keep out,
and turn it into a dagger,
with a blade as sharp as my tongue.
And as they stab me with my flaws, I awaken.
 
My demons are still there.
The real world is a nightmare.

Reviews

[Awkward]

This is a great piece that a lot of us can relate to. We all have a perfect little world in our head and the real world is the scary place no one wants to go to! Thank you for sharing.

[Dai Edenburough]

Just cool, I like the way you trasitioned the poem from a dream to the waking moment. Favorite stanza: 2nd.

[i.am.the.sun.]

i'm not so much a fan of the piece as a whole, but the ending was fantastic! "blade as sharp as my tongue" - that's wicked :) heh
this was well written, just not my style for reading. if when you read over it you like it, then it's perfect. i feel like it's not my place to offer feedback on this one, i'd just ruin it.