Memories

Sorry for the delay. Here's Saturday's post, a poem from my chapbook Exposed:

Memories

I closed my eyes,

darkness.

The world comes to a halt

as my dreams come alive;

my subconscious taking over.

Images flash before me,

scenes unfolding slowly,

of you and me

and me and them

and them and you.

A give and take of trust and relationship,

pulling and tugging like a child’s picnic game.

It’s all about a connection,

the happily ever after

in a messed up world.

Isn’t that what I’m supposed to dream about?

Darkness returns,

followed by a whirlwind

of pictures,

soundbites of voices;

some cause tears,

others happiness.

Vindictive memories dance before my eyelids,

attempting to create anxiety when I wake.

The sun glows behind closed shades,

awake,

eyes still closed.

Just breathe.