Hunted like an animal
Heart racing like a train
What makes me dream a dream like this
How is this even in my brain
The moon cycles like a ferris wheel
My feet never touch the ground
I’m hiding from the hunter
Like a rabbit - from a hound
The moonlit sky reveals me
Hard to hide amidst the light
The shadows have befriended me
As long as I don’t put up a fight
They gift me secrets of the dark
Tell tales few would dare believe
Keep their cards close to their chest
And aces up their sleeves
I haven’t figured out yet
How to take my chance and flee
I must wait for the daylight to break to shed these sheets and leave
No, there aren’t monsters in my closet
They don’t lurk beneath my bed
They roam around like they own the place
In the front lobes of my head
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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A Dreamers Contradiction
Fingertips reach for the ceiling My mind surrenders to the past Images form a shape From the shadows that I cast Though time is moving slowly My mind is racing pretty fast At this pace I wonder can I survive or just outlast The pull is pure and strong My will succumbing to the call I turn to run away Lose my footing and I fall Into a wall of flowers Yearning to bask in moonlight rays My reflection now unclear I see something resembling my face It mimics what do But something is wrong - I’m feeling strange My room is not the same Everything completely rearranged My voice is not my own Sounds like a songbird leave my mouth I try again to speak, but only musics coming out The image of my body lying peacefully in bed While a mirage of marching bands play symphonies inside my head I lay perfectly still Like I’m frozen or I’m dead I feel each emotion coming for me Like a raging sea of dread Someone - please come wake me up before the sun breaks through the blinds Save me from the things I keep locked up here, inside my mind Real or a dream- I simply can no longer tell Reality is my minds latest fiction My life’s a constant struggle, stolen from a movie screen A nightmare or a restless dreamers contradiction
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Comments (4)
This is really good. Can't believe I missed this.
This is good, Last line is the punch.
Brilliant psychology, and fantastic rhyming! This is really good.
The rhyming was on point in this one! It made the pace feel urgent like I was really being hunted. Great work :)