Trapped/Inside My Dream/Poetry

This poem is the result of a dream I had last night, so profound, so real, I thought it like a movie sequence. It was both horrifying yet revealing as I began to peel back the layers of my subconscious mind.  The subconscious and the super conscious is always willing to help us and communicates through dreams. I understand much of it now.  But within the nightmare was real terror of being alone and forgotten-trapped!

Trapped

Upon the shadowed road  I walk,
catching moments with my lens,
attracted by the light of life,
moving in circles, driven by friends.

Suddenly, alone I stand
gazing as they leave me there.
Who do I call, where do I go
in this world of no one anywhere

Beckoned by a silent call,
I leave the path and step within
an ancient hall where nothing moves.
The tiny germs of fear begin

to infect my mind.

Before me looms a covered door
in rough hewn cloth of fleshy pink.
From out to in, I quickly go.
I move, no pause to think.

I push the door into the room,
so stark-a window, all it owns.
Same dusky cover hides its face,
same bleak fleshy undertones.

Creases of light are all that creep
around the unblinking eye
that taunts me with its hint of life.
I must reveal its secret,-try

to reach the world behind.

Alas, the only thing revealed-
a second window,  covered,
sealed!

I seek retreat back through the door
and to my rising horror find
a veil of fleshy burlap o’er-

so now begins my loss of mind.

I swing it open,
hold my breath-
another hallway!
Is this my death?

Closing in, the window, door-
covered in pink insanity.
I view the lovely world no more.
only slivers of light blinking back at me.

Tearing off the mask of life,
beneath the curtain lies
another and another..

Shards of light to taunt my
senses, whispering of the world
I let slip through my fingers.

With every layer peeled away
revealing only more delay
Closing in, no room to run
Trapped, tangled, all alone.

I want to scream,

I wake!

Cheryl KP

2014