In My Dreams: A Poem

nobody || somebody
2 min readDec 13, 2019

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White clouds and the bright sun

Waves crashing down on the shoreline

I wish you were once mine

But that's in my dreams.

The flowers bloom as soon as the sun rises

In fields of tussock grass along the hills

We’re intoxicated on blue and white pills

But that’s in my dreams.

We’re jumping from cloud to cloud

Holding hands and laughing

Music playing and we’re dancing

But that’s in my dreams.

The ocean is calling our name

As the yacht sails along the surface

I lean on your chest as it’s shirtless

But that’s in my dreams.

A sun sets over the mountains

Near the fire is where we lay

Right here is where we want to stay

But that’s in my dreams.

What’s not in my dreams

Is the fact that your dead

And I’m still in my bed

Because that’s the reality.

I take pills and liquor

To forget that day

I take pills to keep me awake

But it hurts too much so I stop.

That day it happened

You wrote me a letter saying you’d be back by three

Just in time to see me

But in the end that didn’t happen.

You didn’t come home

Instead, the police came to my door

They told me there was an accident, that’s when I fell to the floor

Because that’s the reality.

Since then I drink and smoke weed

I spend the nights home alone

Wishing that you’d call my phone

I sleep through the day and drink through the night

Your funeral was on a Sunday just two weeks after

I watched, hazily, from the front seat

Then returned back to my hotel suite

I lay in that bed for hours with no end.

The bar fridge no empty

As though it’s my heart

The pain won’t end and I’m torn apart

And that’s the reality.

I close my eyes one last time

I picture you on that bike going down the road

I read that letter you wrote

Then I close my eyes.

This time instead of no longer existing

You're still alive

And it’s summer mid-July

We’re at that beach, that mountain and on that boat.

My dreams our memories

Just twisted and faded

Because I’m high and I’m wasted

Just as I dream of your face.

You hold me and kiss me

You’re still here with me

Like it’s 2018 Sydney

There’s no fear and no worries.

Because in my dreams, you’re still here with me.

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nobody || somebody
nobody || somebody

Written by nobody || somebody

Deux ex Machina. And I have plenty to write about

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