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Batz
by on April 27, 2023
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Have you ever woken up in a sweat from a dream you cannot forget?
Have you ever regretted a night when you yelled about a life?
I remember getting ready to bed, I was only just a kid.
Let's say about around 5 when I yelled about a life.
I screamed to my mother "I wish I had another mother!"
and stormed off to bed to see other wonders.
Once I closed my eyes all I saw was red neon signs.
In the woods, I saw my mother in the trees hanging from above.
I asked her "Mom! Get down! your bones are too weak to be climbing up and about!"
I saw a monster crept from the trees
fear ran through my body as my feet carried me to safety.
I remember waking up to two officers who grabbed my mother.
I asked, "where are you guys going?"
to that the officer's replied "your mother needs help"
once that door shut I never saw her after that night.
But now I am older, I understand.
She was drunk and my father had called for help.
She was the monster that crept on about in my dreams.
My father became the hero in the end.
But I was the villain that started it all in the beginning.
Topics: poem, vent, dreams