Dreaming Of Screaming

by SakuraFallsSweetly♥

Published February 12, 2013

12+

In Poems

Nightmares are when I'm alone.
Nightmares are when I am not.
When I'm locked, chained, burning,
When I'm free to the point of death.

Drinking is an in-between,
School is a try-to-be, 
If there were matters more important 
I wouldn't trip and only imagine flying in fire.

I would not  dare to breath in 
Hundreds of tonnes of pressure
Just to smile it off, smile it away
When in my head I'm under water.

In fact, I would not dare to dream,
If I were in the safe middle.
Significance is only imaginary,
Its only ever been my aspiration.

I dream of drowning, of burning 
To the ground and surviving.
I dream of being my aspiration,
I scream to be significant.
Comments & reviews · 2
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StoryWeaver13
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StoryWeaver13 wrote a review Review · Feb 12, 2013

Hey, Sakura, I'm here to review. :]

So, I feel like this was a bit dry/overdone. I didn't really feel any impact until the last line (at which point I said, "YES! I like it!" XD). But I need to feel that way about the ENTIRE poem, not just the last line.

The problems lie in the fact that you fail to really break away from what's been done before, and it then lacks the emotional punch that you want it to have. I didn't feel as though you completely had a secure sense of concept, and without that blueprint kind of drifted off.

Try breaking away from convention and really making this your own. I think there's definitely potential, but you have to get away from the cliches of nightmares, schools, etc. to do so.

Keep writing, and best wishes. xxx

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Pencil2paper
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Pencil2paper wrote a review Review · Feb 12, 2013

Hi Sakura!
Wow. That was fantastic. I feel the same. There is no critique on this. Just... wow. I feel the same way sometimes, with school, getting ready for college, and all of the stuff my brother does. It was so relatable and so fantastic. Keep writing, I can't wait to see more from you!

~Pencil



The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices; to be found only in the minds of men. For the record, prejudices can kill, and suspicions can destroy. A thoughtless, frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all of its own.
— Rod Serling, Twilight Zone