Poetry with JLJ: Ode To A Brother

06 Oct

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I open my eyes and I’m happy.

I’m happy to be awake from the nightmare of my sleep.

At first I feel safe because the dream is over finally.

I can catch my breath and stop crying.

I can stop running and being upset.

I can start to relax again and feel good again.

But I realize that I can’t breath.

I can’t stop crying.

I feel like running .

I’m upset.

I don’t feel safe.

Being awake feels worse than being asleep.

I miss him terribly.




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Posted by on October 6, 2016 in Spoken Word/Poetry


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