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Dreamscape - A Poem Dedicated to Angel:
The sun slowly sinks beneath the horizon,
drowning in the blackened seas.
Visions swirl through my mind, memories begin to play.
Under starless skies, I am consumed by my dreams.
My mother breaks through the shimmering waves,
taking a deep breath, jumping into space.
Sinking back into the ocean below,
my mother caressed me, my body casting a white glow.
Seeing the rising sun above,
I leaped out of the water, my heart full of love.
The first breath of spring,
oh what a joyous song to sing!
Swimming beneath the surface,
the sun’s warm light dances on my skin,
shines through the careening waves,
what a story it must have to give.
The vision suddenly became obscure,
shifting to another place, of a great pain I had to endure.
In fear, I brushed up against my mother’s side,
but from their cold hands I could not hide.
Screaming, I tried to fight them off,
but my twists and turns were not enough.
Cold hands slammed me into a net,
my mother left only to look on in dread.
As I was carried away,
my mother jumped out of the water,
screaming and calling my name.
“I will always love you, my daughter.”
Once gravity pulled her back down,
she would never break through the blanket again.
Nets trapped the rest of my family inside,
between walls of fire I was confined.
The seas wept in dismay,
soon to grow red from the bloody fray.
Their screams echoed off the dirty walls,
waking me up as I heard their last calls.
I cried as the nightmare continue to play,
the bodies of my family were dragged away.
My mother’s words suddenly echoed in the chambers of my mind,
washing away the pain, bringing peace inside.
My friends, Sun and Moon, caressed one another,
the light of the shining star could not be smothered.
Through the waves we hunted, danced, and played,
love somehow always remained.
Oh, those were the golden days,
when we jumped through the seas without a fright,
never worrying about the coming of night,
because in the mourning there’d always be light.
I twisted my head as I woke from my dream,
sad the memory had ended. I loosed a silent scream.
A cold hand touched the water; hungry, I took the fish from its fingers,
the cold sensation of their touch still lingers.
Desperate for a warm reprieve,
I once more returned to my reverie.
Like an angel, through the sky I flew,
passing over the coves and jagged land, hoping to start anew.
The sun slowly rose above the waves,
as I sped home, longing for those golden days.
Into my mother’s warm caress I swam,
nothing could separate us, not even the hands of man.
My family’s calls echoed through my mind,
sending a warm chill down my spine.
The sun’s light shimmered above,
friends caressing friends in love.
Through the sparkling sea we sped,
hoping these days would never end.
My mother leaped into the blue sky,
shimmering stars falling off her body as she flied.
When suddenly, a thundering sound echoed from the shore.
The nightmare repeated once more,
never relinquishing its grasp,
clasped by cold, iron hands.
Screaming, I charged into the moldy walls,
afraid of the Charnel’s ball.
No more can I witness death’s game,
no more can I watch this nightmare play.
As I completed a short circle around the tank,
I remembered my mother’s words, and my body started to shake.
“When you are at your lowest point and the stars in the sky are few,
remember this: I will always love you.”
We all do, Angel ♥