My One Dream (review)

My One Dream

Cold,

Lost,

Alone.

On the edge of a lake I look out in the mid night

Ocean and watch as the waters sway to the shine

Of the moon.

Silence fills the air

All that could be heard is the rain that dropped on

The ocean floor

But was I alone when I saw the

Discolored ripple in the middle of the ocean?

Like a plague the ring of fire burst across the sea

And you lied there before me

Used and mangled

Tipped and tangled.

The dream still continues on.

It’s warped

I see her looking down at me

And I am drenched but motionless

I try with all m strength to move a single muscle

And nothing seems to go

 I can’t seem to tell what’s happening

But I fall off the docks

As I sick to the bottom

Hailey’s Comet flies by and I wake up sitting at the edge

The cold steel fragments my back and the cold feel of your

Hands run down across my neck and the red rippled ocean

Poisons me.

The dream still goes on

I still fall in and watch as the water freezes above me

The flame’s fall from the sky and fills the frozen pond

With it’s elegant dance

The dream feels it should end

 But I still sink

First my vision goes.

Then my sanity

I wake up to find myself locked in

This empty cell

Screaming for them to let me go

“I AM INOCENT”

The world betrays me.

How could this be?

Did they know before they mocked me?

Or did they throw away the key

I lay back down and see the world fall below me again

I see it in her eyes this time.

Fogged from the tears

She sees nothing but a reflection of me

Falling as the heavens fires bathe me

She gets clear minded and jumps in

But the Water solidifies

And she is locked out

She gazes up to see things in my view

Then it is I to see what happens

Sunk to the bottom

I feel the Iron key in my hand

Rust quickly as I pull it from my pocket

The moment I muster my last breath

The ice breaks and like glass resides into the skies

I open my eyes to see the ocean lie before me

And all I feel is the rains pitter-patter on my check

And her freezing grasp around me.

Trevor Pruitt

Review

This poem is writeen because of a nightmare i have often

You know those dreams that drive you mad because you have them so frequently?

those dreams you wish you could stop having but then become like a drug and you become anxious to see again?

this is one of those dreams for me

It changes in small ways frequently but it still changes

the one thing that keeps changing lately has been the color of the fire each color being correspodent to my emotion

Green- Happyish

Red- Scared

Blue- worried

Its like an emotional mood ring. though recently it was the angel that changed

It wasn't an angel it was the one who was saving me. She was there in both places but they didn't seem to know who each other were. The dream has more twists each day. 

In all honesty. The question That pops in my head is

Could she save me?

I feel so alone and unsure

Is this my subconscience

I don't know anymore. 

Cold and confused I know not what to do anymore.

This review gave me the realization.

I lost what the meaning was....