In my dreams I was drifting in and out of consciousness
I tried to open my eyes but all was blank
All was quiet, too quiet.
I struggled to open my eyes once more
The images turned into a multi colour surrealistic world
Silver rivers and golden grass, pink horses and rainbow colours
Fairies, devas, angels and guardians
They were all surrounding me
and I never felt so beautiful
In my cotton white garment, I asked why I am here
And why is my hair long and gold?
They told me, you have came back to heavens
and we are waiting for you to join us back here all along
I never felt so happy to feel accepted once more
I smiled like an angel and held their hands
While they smiled back merrily back at me
Telling me they are here to take me back
For my mission is not complete.
I tried to open my eyes once more
And I saw my room fill up my view
White walls, wooden frames, a plastic table
I tried to move my hands but I could not
For hours I stared at the ceiling
Wondering if I could ever move my body again
For I was motionless and still
And wishing I was in paradise once more
Wondering what if I don’t wake up one day
Will I be missed by others?
Wondering if there was anyone who loved me at all
For I always felt alone in this world
One against the world, that is how I feel.
Using every inch of will power I had, I feebly moved my hands
and dialed the emergency number with my shivering fingers
Save me… I still want to live
AVERRAL writes under pen name Scarlet Risqué. She stars in Scarlet Queen YouTube with over a million views. She holds a degree in business. The RED HOURGLASS is ranked Top 50 Espionage Thriller on Amazon. She is currently writing the sequels to the Hourglass Series. Grab a free copy of her novel now RED HOURGLASS on Amazon |
Very dark sentiments. You are a talented poet. Good control of words which captures intense emotions. Sensibility is well expressed. Keep writing
Thank you, I appreciate your feedback.
This was written after a lethal dose of alcohol and pills (that shouldn’t be mixed). I am glad I am still alive now.
I was afraid it was partly autobiographical. I hope you worked out your pain. Writing can be good. And you are very talented.