There is only one who can rescue me even in a dream.


Everywhere Savior


you are
only and ever
a shout
of your name
away


middle of night
in the monster's grip
should have been
a scarier trip
but for you.

my tears
curdle a
stillborn dream
dissolving
all but you





Poetry by StillHoppin The PoetBay support member heart!
Read 386 times
Written on 2013-04-19 at 03:32

dott Save as a bookmark (requires login)
dott Write a comment (requires login)
dott Send as email
dott Print text



F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
Something very comforting in these words. An anchor, a guide and a protector come through. Beautiful :)
2013-04-24


Commentally Ill
excuse me, but could i borrow some of those corrosive tears of yours? i have a stuck drawer, and they look like they might do the trick.
2013-04-19



Ah, this is difficult for me to comment on, as I worry about the form the monster took. But still, I love it. And I can completely relate. Some of mine have included giant arms bursting out of pictures on the wall to intervene, doors slamming shut, and even everything changing as I cried out. Yes, it's an awesome thing to personally know that saving power {even in our dreams}.
2013-04-19