A fractured memory
A memory I have but don’t understand
Waking up on a cold brown leather sofa
not knowing who I am
a man and women ask me how I am?
I ask them if they have any children?
they say no
then a child comes in from the voids light
it’s her birthday
she says I will never drive a car as knight rider plays on tv
then she asks for a sister and two appear
more birthday girls although one older and one younger
Years on I went to that house
a girl not the same one says “something terrible happened here to you
because of you!
I hear it in the whispers on the telephone” she says.
I see visions of the man being arrested
how did I get home?
memories fragmented
this waking dream won’t relent
I am prevented from seeing what happened…
By Dan Hooks AKA Alienpoet
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Daniel Hooks
A poet, activist and story teller who currently battles with a severe mental health problem.
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Wow, I was going to ask the same as Dharrsheena?! This is so haunting and surreal, with much mystery that really gets under the skin. Fascinating writing Daniel, but I hope not a real traumatic memory…
Oooo, was this based on an actual dream you had? Loved your poem!