I'm running, I can't stop
I see the cliff, I tip over
I can't see the end its like a black hole
I slip, I'm falling, there is no end
My eyes tearing, I lose my breath
It felt so real, but
not yet
I woke up, so I thought
This second dream has me distraught.
The pain and emotion felt so real,
thank God it was a dream
Bombs, shootings and people screaming,
running from the cops.
Ducking and diving it was just me and my mom
She got left behind, I went to find her
No where to be found,
I took a glance to the left, and there she was,
on the ground
I fell to my knees screaming "o mother please"
"why is this happening to me?"
I went from hot to cold, I lost my soul
Tears flowing down my cheeks,
The phone rings
I woke up in my bed,
it was only a dream
My mom was right there, beside me
This is a frightening, emotionally powerful dream poem. You do a particularly good job creating layers of reality as you depict dreams inside of dreams. I'm glad you read this piece to the class!
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