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Array ( [sid] => 33822 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => it wasn't a nightmare, until I awoke [time] => 2004-02-04 14:38:21 [hometext] => lots of imagery, not sure where it came from, it's a true story(sort of) and it's dark and mysterious- read it [bodytext] => Drops meet and gather
there's no one wiping them away
so I'll let them streak this glass
I'll wear my seatbelt loosely
-no, I won't wear one at all
my headlights slowly burn through rainy darkness
suddenly the steering turns
(but the car doesn't)
the brake pedal pushes further forward
(so does the car)
until it abruptly stops
(but my body doesn't)

another pair of headlights flash
they close in and bright turns to black
I open my eyes in my dark bedroom
it wasn't a nightmare
no, it wasn't a nightmare
-until I awoke
because the loose blankets and sheets
didn't restrain me
from jolting forward
in full realization
that part of me had already died

you can't save yourself
no you can't...
not when you're already dead [comments] => 1 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Written2bRead [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

it wasn't a nightmare, until I awoke

Contributed by Written2bRead on Wednesday, 4th February 2004 @ 02:38:21 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Drops meet and gather
there's no one wiping them away
so I'll let them streak this glass
I'll wear my seatbelt loosely
-no, I won't wear one at all
my headlights slowly burn through rainy darkness
suddenly the steering turns
(but the car doesn't)
the brake pedal pushes further forward
(so does the car)
until it abruptly stops
(but my body doesn't)

another pair of headlights flash
they close in and bright turns to black
I open my eyes in my dark bedroom
it wasn't a nightmare
no, it wasn't a nightmare
-until I awoke
because the loose blankets and sheets
didn't restrain me
from jolting forward
in full realization
that part of me had already died

you can't save yourself
no you can't...
not when you're already dead

Copyright © Written2bRead ... [ 2004-02-04 14:38:21]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: it wasn't a nightmare, until I awoke (User Rating: 1 )
by xSlashXPrettyXSkinx on Thursday, 10th June 2004 @ 01:47:20 AM AEST
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Jared,

Your poerty is gorgeous. No matter what it's about, it seems to be so uplifting just reading it. This one is no different. I cant believe I hadnt read this before now. And I cant believe no one commented. I'm ashamed. Great job.

Lindsey

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