25th - Deamares

Sitting in bed
Staring hard at the nothing.....
I am afraid to sleep,
I don't want to dream.

I try hard
To stay up....
But my eyes couldn't take it any longer,
They shut off, without even noticing.

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Walking slowly in the dark......
Looking around tiredly,
And hoping for nothing,
Wondering where was I.

Suddenly, the darkness starts to twist and fade,
And I was in a room, well lit,
beauiful and modern, with a window....
Where a woman was staring, sitting....

I talked to her,
But no response......
I approached to her,
But she didn't even notice me.

She moved, rose up from her chair,
And slowly started to walk towards me......
As I looked at her face, my eyes went wide,
The woman was nobody else but myself.

As she advanced towards me,
I took a good look at her;
She seems like it didn't mind though.....
I was only a ghost, looking in silence.

But I never expected this.........
That I would ever see myself,
With my hand on my own belly,
Which was well swollen.........

I was pregnant.

Once again the scenes twists and changes,
And suddenly I hear a scream,
A painful high-pitched whine from behind me,
And I looked back, my eyes showed utter fear.

And there was I, trembling and sick,
Seeing myself lying on a hospital bed
Breathing hard with a suffering look....
I couldn't stand it, I tried to go away.

Something didn't let me though....
I was tortured sick and tired
Looking at such pain over and over again
Non-stop, everytime is the same.

Eventually, it stopped,
The child was born,
She was breathing wearily, smiling
At the fact that she finally had a child......

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My eyes went wide
Sitting on my bed fast
Snatching my clock....
I noticed....it was still night.

I felt a pang of hate,
Holding my shirt tight
I started to cry.....
Such a strong wish.....

It won't die....
It won't fade.....
I'd love for that to happen one day......
But not at such an early age.......no....