I Lost My Way
Posted on January 28, 2014
And if I could find it, what would I say?
I'd curse the earth, the moon, the stars, the sun,
And the god that created all things.
I'd scream a scream like you've never heard,
I'd pray for the impossible,
For the reversal of time,
For the world to implode and end all suffering.
Everything is pointless now.
I've lost the heart of my soul,
My reason for living,
My north star.
He was barely old enough to form a word,
But strong enough to run after a ball,
Into the middle of a street,
In front of an unknowing truck.
Please remove my wrist straps and hand me a knife,
Or inject me with morphine until it overflows,
Or drill a hole in my head and let me drip until I dry up.
Let me die, so I can be with him and apologize.
I had a horrible dream a few nights ago and woke up screaming and crying. It took a while to aim my thoughts in another direction. It wasn't until rays of sunlight peeked through my shades that my mind decided to let me sleep. I didn't dream after than. It's been a few days and I still think about that dream.
I was hesitant to put this piece up because it stems from a dream and not a true life event. Not that I want anything like that to happen, but I know there are people out there who have lost. Although the dream felt real, and triggered real emotions, I'm certain it isn't the same. It's a small degree to reality - a reality I would not even wish upon my enemies.
Dreams and Nightmares by Robert Stevens Connet
Posted in Poetry