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The Undoing

I am spinning
Around and around
Non stop inside my life
Can't tell if I am
Coming or going
Don't know what to make
Of this constant noise
Where nonsense has become reality
Where dreams are irreversably
Damaged by the vulgarity
Rolling off of someone's tongue

In the quiet of night
I grow restless
As my mind races
Too many thoughts
Screaming at once
Stealing first, my sleep
Then snatching at my sanity
I pray that I don't
Lose my mind

Hoping to be spared
And peace be bestowed
Upon me
As well as those around me
Who's faces exist in every memory
Who's love is within every moment
Of my life

poem by Erika Wingo
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Dreaming Inside

Last night I lay awake,
Last night people were screaming- People threatening to kill me-
I was alone in my room, lying amongst dark shadows-
Looking about- nobody else was there- I thought I must be dreaming,
The whole world was threatening me, as
I was chasing away the dark shadows on the walls,
I heard voices say ‘Dream on, dream on'
But I knew I wasn't dreaming.
It was after midnight- I was not sleeping-
All I could do was cast my eyes about the
Sallow colored walls- of this room- chasing away those shadows-
While I believed they were speaking to me-
Voices saying 'dream on, dream on'-
Were laughing and mocking me, so I believed-
These voices only I could hear- I could only pray I was dreaming inside-
I couldn't shut my eyes in these moments of wakefulness,
Because these shadows were robbing me of my sanity-
I could hear screaming voices and threatening intonations-
I was a lone being lost in a room amongst my own shadows-
When I realized these voices were coming from inside?
'Dream on, dream on'- I told myself in total desperation-
Knowing, however, I cannot dream within these moments of wakefulness-
I wanted to believe these shadows were alive,
So I wouldn't be alone in the midst of these loud and angry voices-
These voices only I could hear- commanding me to take my life.
'Dream on, dream on, ' I whispered hoarsely through my tears-
Be good to me, my shadows and rock me to sleep-
Carry me away to a trance where trees grow and flourish and
Where deer are running wild, locusts are singing and
I am alone amongst these melodious sounds of the summer.
It seems wherever I go and in whatever direction- these angry voices follow-
Tonight I shall lose myself amongst my shadows and close my eyes-
I shall close my eyes and pray although I am not certain if a God is listening-
I shall close my eyes and sleep-like a herd of deer chase away those who wish me harm-
And finally, with every effort- lose myself inside the world of my dreams
Where everything is quiet, without menacing voices so terrifying present and
I shall dream on, dream on, regaining my sanity-
Losing myself inside a world of eternal reverie for always...

poem by Claudia Krizay
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Dreaming While You Sleep

In and out of darkness, in and out of sleep
Trying to keep my hands upon the wheel.
Never saw the corner in the driving rain.
I never saw her step into the street.
Dreaming while you sleep
Dreaming while you sleep
Memories to keep
Dreaming while you sleep
I can never understand what went thru my mind
I didnt stop to see what I had done.
Had to keep on driving deep into the night
The miles between would somehow put it right
Dreaming while you sleep
Dreaming while you sleep
Memories to keep
Dreaming while you sleep
All my life you lie silently there
All my life in a world so unfair
All my life and only Ill know why
And it will live inside of me,
I will never be free all my life,
Trapped in her memory all my life
Till the day that you open your eyes,
Please open your eyes
Dreaming while you sleep
Dreaming while you sleep
Heard it on the radio, saw it on tv,
But could I take my secret to the grave.
If I had another chance, would I do the same.
Would I still deny that it was me.
Dreaming while you sleep
Dreaming while you sleep
Dreaming while you sleep,
Are you dreaming while you sleep?
All my life Ill be haunted by
All my life just one moment in time
All my life until the day I die
And it will live inside of me
Oh I will never be free all my life
Trapped in her memory all my life
Till the day that you open your eyes
All of my life - you lie silently there
All my life - in a world so unfair
All my life - and only I know why
And it will live inside of me
I will never be free all my life
Trapped in her memory - all my life
Till the day that you open your eyes.
All of my life.
Just one moment of time, all my life.

song performed by by Genesis
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To Quiet... To Hold On

Each life needs
It’s own quiet place
Each life needs
To savor joy’s taste
A place where time stops
But for a moment worry is gone
Each life needs to quiet...
To hold on

Floating with the grace
Of the resting fawn
Each life needs to quiet...
To go on

Each life needs
A quiet place where tears can dropp
Where life’s eddies of trouble
Spinning downward
To be changed into joy
Foaming joy, floats to the top
Expanding like bubbles
Beginning to pop

Each life needs to quiet...
To bring their best to the top

It’s where all thoughts come together
Making the connections
In my heart and mind
I travel to this place by reflection

In this quiet place letting go
Can cause tears quite a bit
But like a river
Joy flows right through it

(Inspired by the memory of a weekend stay at the Cascade River after returning from the service.)

poem by Duane Botzek
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Sad and Happy

Sadness crashed into my life
Like a tornado with no warning
When Christmas rolls around
And my whole family isn't there
Sadness works its way deep into my thoughts
Like a bitter piece if sugarless candy seeping into my tongue
When memories of what little I can remember from the divorce
Creep into my dreams, stealing my relaxation
And turning it into a restless night
But I have to keep in mind, happiness is just a smile away
And with that smile, my life becomes joyous again

poem by Leila Mass
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The dream stealer

When your sleeping at night
that's when he enters your mind
he wants to steal your dreams
he'll take anything he can find.
His name is Dreamstealer
he's been around a long time
he comes up from down below
and into your brain he'll climb.
He is invisible to the eye
but he's there right by your bed
and as soon as you start dreaming
he's straight inside your head.
The scarier dream the better
because they really turn him on
he loves to see your heart pounding
and when you awake he's gone.
But just because he's got your dream
don't think he won't come back
he'll never stop stealing your dreams
as soon as you sleep he's on the attack.
His name is the Dreamstealer
and he's there right by your bed
but does he really exist though
or is it all inside your head?

poem by Kevin Halls
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Sad thoughts

sad thoughts
occupies my mind
filled with emptiness
loneliness
and self doubt
when will it stop?
will it ever end?

sad thoughts
kept tearing me inside
im now broken into pieces
with these visions in my mind
when will it stop?
will it ever end?

sad thoughts
stop hurting me now
its your memory
that haunts me every night
when will it stop?
will it ever end?

poem by broken soul.. No more
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Prolixin

Today I heard voices upon awakening-
They were screaming 'I want to kill you'
In this moment of madness I turned my head, and found myself alone.
I thought I had heard footsteps and believed that
These voices were coming from hell-

But again I came to realize they
Were all originating from inside of that tortured world of my thoughts?
I wept as I begged these voices to silence, but I
Tried to mask the rage I felt toward the threatening footsteps,
Always close behind me wishing me none but harm.

I would escape the horrors of my mind's eye
If I only could, but the only place I could run to
Was to a sterile room to receive an injection,
That would hopefully rescue me from my plight.

Being strong enough to knock out malicious intruders,
In flight of my imagination, I could murder a billion people, and
In reality, perhaps in a moment of resentment, as many as a hundred.

I remember three weeks past, while feeling under attack,
I hit a young man, whom I deemed a space invader, fiercely below the belt-
I hit him hard with all of my might and as rapidly as I could,
I ran, fearfully only to seek refuge from retaliation-

Coming back to reality and realizing what I had done,
I entered my home hurriedly and locked the world out.
Sheltered inside until the next morning, I counted the minutes until
Once again finding myself lying upon a cold metal table,
Having an IV started in the crook of my left arm, and as
I closed my eyes to my surroundings, I drifted off to sleep.

As they induced electric shock to my brain-
I was brought back to sanity for a only a fortnight after which
I quickly returned to hell on earth only to be persecuted once again
By the demons inhabiting my mind and with hope and prayers
I would with all of my strength again
Await that routine rescue from the nightmares that rule my life,
Every day and every night...

poem by Claudia Krizay
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Sleepless in suburbia

Sleepless in suburbia
~
quiet little thoughts
play out in a suburban town
hours pass by unnoticed
day becomes night
and thoughts continue
sounds of strangers passing
beyond the window
beyond the walls
traffic and daily life
a crescendo of noise
fills out the soundtrack
a handful of stories echo
into their own lives
pieced together not entirely
by a restless mind
sleepless and listening
sleepless and imagining
while suburbia is thriving
quiet little thoughts
prevent sleeping

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Inside a Broken mind

I’m trapped inside a broken mind.
Where I am deaf and dumb and blind.
Sometimes I know that I am me
at other times absorbed completely.

I lose touch with reality.
I’m someone else no longer me.
Chaotic thoughts go whirling past
but thankfully it does not last

In moments of lucidity
I know that soon I will break free
I will regain my sanity.
A hope I cling to stubbornly.

I’ll find a way to gain control
and make my wilful thoughts obey.
Reintegrate an become whole,
desperately I seek the way.

I break loose from this night mare scene
and realise that it has been.
A dreadful dream which held me fast
but now I am awake at last.

I make myself a soothing drink
and for a while I sit and think.
The details fade I grow less tense.
My conscious mind in self defence.

Wipes clean my short term memory
of anything which seems to be.
Part of the dream that frightened me.
From which I struggled to break free.

It was a weird experience
which even now makes little sense.
Only vague memories remain
of what its like to be insane.

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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A Sleepless Night #2

sleep deprived, the restless mind
plays out scenes in thoughts
those now passed and to come
in every available scenario
the good, the bad and the ugly
paranoia playing lead villain
and hope the reluctant hero
the ever-changing pace of story
set upon the empty stage of night
forgetful lines amid many a silence
or moment of consideration
truth, fantasy and fear well cast
also act out these scenes
time passes, stories are told
dreams and nightmares evident
restless and sleep deprived
it becomes hard to distinguish
the lines of reality
before the closing act
of a sleepless night

poem by Matthew Holloway
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I am poem

I am rolling in he deep
I wonder when i will stop rolling with everyone else
I hear people saying bad things about me it makes me feel that i should kepp rolling intil i am depp in sorrow
I see everyone still while i am rolling all around
I want to stop rolling in deep sorrow
I am rolling in the deep
I pretend to be like everyone else not rolling in deep regret but still, still as life can be
I feel in deep sorrow rolling in the worst thoughts
I worry about someone finding out about my deepest darkest secrets
I cry when i can not stop rolling in deep sorrow
I am roliing in the deep
I undersyand that one day i will stop rolling in the deep regret
I i say that no one should be rolling in deeo sorrow but still
I dream that i am still that none of those deep thoughts have ever accured
I try to stop the rolling but the rolling is going to the deepest regret the rolling has taken over
I hope one day one minute one moment oone second one hor i willl stop rolling
I an rolling in the deep

poem by Haadia Ansari
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Elusive Sleep

Sleep evades me in the night
I listen to sounds make thoughts
which play upon my mind
in the dark of the room I lay
waiting for serenity to come
time passes slowly
as though held imperfect
its warm, too warm for comfort
and too cold beyond the bed sheet
the day has been long, the body aches
still, still sleep evades me
and those sounds, each shadow
play upon the mind more and more
restless and anxious for sleep
to rest, to dream, to be at peace
the elusive sleep in the night
where thoughts consume me

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Lil Nightmare (i Hope)

i saw you and her standing there
now watch me as i disppear
fadin away into the night
disappearing outta sight
but i want be gone, cuz it will seem
i'm haunting you inside your dreams
i'll be in all your thoughts
makin sure your mind is lost
and you'll never get rid of me
cuz i'll never be just another memory

chorus:
i hope that your afraid to sleep
and when you sleepin you think of me
i hope my memory is inside your dreams
so sleep tight baby
i hope she knows just how you are
and that ya'll relationship not gonna make it far
because i'm gonna always be there
i'm gonna be your lil nightmare

so sleep tight
dont worry about the bumps in the night
its just me sneaking inside your head
when your going to bed
you may try to earse me
but you'll never replace me
you can try to forget me
but i'll never be just another memory

chorus again 2x's

i'll be your lil nightmare
oh baby your gonna care
how you did me wrong
how you did me wrong
im gonna be your nightmare
oh your gonna care
about your lil nightmare

(at the end laugh and say sleep tight baby sleep tight) .

poem by Tanesha Davenport
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Sleep Away The Day

We sleep to forget,
to stop the madness,
to make life just a little more bearable,
to make us feel in control,
to make all the bad people go away,

We sleep for the fun of it,
to make our life in a world of our creation,
to remember those who have left us,
to make us feel our imagination come to life,
to feel the magic of life around us,

We sleep to be things were not,
to make us a doctor
to make us an army man
to make us a police officer
to make us the President/Prime Minister

We sleep to feel alive,
to those who say dreams are not real,
i say to you,
do you not feel in your dreams,
do you not get caught in the moment of a dream,
do you not wish you could control reality,
do you not wish for the best in life,

That is why we dream,
to fulfill our wishes,
it is the one place we are gods,
so i say next time you want to give up and die
i say...

Sleep Away The Day!

copyrights 2008: Dustin J. Ross

poem by Dustin Ross
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Blurry Lines

Am I imagining this?
My mind sleeps perpetually,
boundaries fuzzy
Memories take place in the
Present tense.

The night's occurances
change their course in a deep slumber,
to distinguish is sometimes
almost always
indistinguishable.

Living while you're awake,
Living with your eyes closed.
Vivid situations
thrive within the tired mind.

Sleepless darkness.
Restless sheets.
Groggy alertness.
Attentive emotions.
Spinning out of control,
Spinning in and out of reality.

Depression fades,
Synthetic happiness numbs and tingles
Every inch.
Depression recedes,
Drugged calmness fails to perform any function.
Depression returns,
I am here, or is life somewhere else?
I can't tell,
My dreams dictate the mechanics of my mind.

poem by Lauren Harvey
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My love lays sleeping

My love lays sleeping
~
Sleep eludes me
My thoughts play on
Into the quiet of the night
A whispered chatter of thoughts
Fill my restless mind
~
My love lays sleeping
Beside me, safe
While I sit writing
I write of her beauty
The gentle nature of her soul
I write as if to say
How much I love her
~
What I would give
To see into her dreams
And gift them all to her
That she may smile and laugh
And share in this love
As though to dream forevermore
~
Sleep eludes me
My love lays sleeping
Sleep on sweet beauty

poem by Matthew Holloway
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My Question

I can see my reflection
In my bedroom mirror-
My pupils are spinning madly about -never abating-
In the dimness of the light I have always believed that
I am being persecuted-
Death fear plagues me everyday- dreams I had as a child,
Deadly as a snake
Constricting my wrist-
Life is such a mystery, and
Death is even more mysterious-
People following me close behind and
I am being watched-
Others have said it is my imagination-
Others blame it on the moon-
This morning I was running
Running from all that I fear-
Just ordinary people to others, while to me-
Menacing and threatening-
I just keep running until
I am home, the doors locked and chained and
I am alone at peace with
The voices speaking to me inside of my mind-and
I can see my reflection in my bedroom mirror-
My pupils spinning about-
Will my thoughts ever silence?
Life is a mystery to me and perhaps more to others-
Others who watch me- day in and day out-
I can still see my reflection wherever I go-
The light gets dimmer and I find myself in the midst of the darkness, although
In the confinement of my home- so I am now at peace-
Even in bleak darkness because I am alone-
Inside the world of my thoughts I am running-
Running away from my reflection until the day I die and
While death is a mystery, one never knows when it shall happen-
I continue my solitary walk towards home- and in utmost reality-
Nobody- really knows where their home truly resides-
At the same time I question where reality resides.

poem by Claudia Krizay
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How Will I Fall Asleep Tonight?

How will I fall asleep tonight?
My mind just races so.
Can I desensitize myself to life
and allow my mind to go
to a place of peace and rest?
Or has God allowed this to happen to me
because it is my test?

I search for answers that do not come.
They’re lost inside of my mind.
I struggle with this on each new day
but the answers are left behind
in some faraway place that beckons me
but I’m never able to find.

I will try again to sleep tonight
and put my thoughts away
at least until I can find some rest
to face another day.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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I Think Im In Love

(cecile azarcon)
Is, this love
Feeling restless inside
Wanting you
To always be my side
I dont even want you out of my side
You are in my thoughts all day and night
I cant get you out of my mind
I think Im in love
Refrain:
I think Im in love
Think Im in love with you
Every single day
Every single night
Every single moment of my life
I want to spend them all with you
I think Im in love
I think Im in love
I think Im in love with you
Tell me that you care
Tell me...please
Tell me that you also feel
The way that I do...
Cant describe
Words are just not enough
Cant explain
It all happened so fast
What exactly am I feeling right now
If this is love I got to know somehow
Just how long this madness will last
cause I think Im in love
I think Im in love
Think Im in love with you
Every single day
Every single night
Every single moment of my life
I want to spend them all with you
I think Im in love
I think Im in love
I think Im in love with you
Tell me that you care
Tell me...please
Tell me that you also feel
The way that I do...
I think Im in love
Think Im in love with you
Every single day
Every single night
Every single moment of my life
I want to spend them all with you
I think Im in love
I think Im in love
I think Im in love with you
Tell me that you care
Tell me...please
Tell me that you also feel
The way that I do...
Ohh ahh...

song performed by by Lea Salonga
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A Better Life

We all hope for a better life
than the one we lived before.
More happiness and more love
that we can explore
contentment and peace of mind
the things we all search for,
as it is hard to find.
Some days we seem like robots
walking on an endless treadmill.
On other days, our dreams transpire into reality.
Our decisions are always cloaked in darkness,
our thoughts unguided missiles
going this way and that.
We want a better life,
but it is choosing that
that confuses us at times.
If we go down the right road,
how do we know it is right?
We cannot turn back
until we’ve reached the very end.
Always hoping that at the end
a better life is around the bend.

27 May 2008

poem by David Harris
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