You hit the door
With your fists and
You kicked it hard with your knees
You woke me up in the middle of the dark
And you woke up my dark old memories.In my dreams
There's a man shouting my name
He's shaking my flesh
Until my brain is out of my scalp
And my hair is
Scattered all over the floor.In my dreams
There's a man slapping my face
Until my cheeks burn in red
And there they fall on the ground
And so do I.Bending on my knees
I desperately search for my fallen pieces.In my dreams
There's a man dragging me into somewhere pitchy and frozen
Shouts my name for the thousandth time
And shoves me against a rough wall
And I break.I break in tears
I break in screams
And I break in desperate pleads.In my dreams
There's a man shouting.I dream about you.
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Chaos
PoetryIn the middle of my chaos, there was you. This book, lets you inside of my mind, inside of my soul, and together, we can feel again. #201 in poetry