When do you ever feel afraid when you are asleep?
Is it because the past will come back to haunt you? Is it because you are scared of the man that, abused you, tormented you, took your innocence?
Is it because the night is when this tragic event took place? Where you felt alone, amid the horror of this act of barbarity? Where no one was awake to hear your screams? Where your attacker was able to make you feel worthless and no one strong enough was around to help an innocent smaller person like you?
You look outside and you see daylight. It is over. The horrid deed is done.
And you see your Mom downstairs, sitting next to your abuser and evil demon of your nightmares…
Years past and this man is no longer in your life. The nights will no longer be covered in his sweat and your tears.
You survived. He is gone. And your sleep can be calm. But why is it not? Fear is in your mind.
He is a dragon. A force that destroys everything in it’s path. Your family, gone. Your friends, gone.
And you are alone. With this beast.
But don’t be afraid, child. Your suffering many years ago it was.
And your pain and sadness has mostly been over.
Remember that the night is not your enemy, nor an evil place.
Merely a reality of life, where Earth spins until the day is over.
Sleep away the hardness of the day. And relax easier.
The night is where you can dream of a better day.
A happier time before then. A happier time in the future.
The dragon is dead. Your family is here for you. And so am I.
Disclaimer- I didn’t go through this experience. And I’ve known many that have gone through this horrible act of abuse either by people bigger than them, older than them, or stronger. I put myself in the perspective of dreams; trying to bring as much joy as this person’s imagination will allow. The mind is a fragile thing. And this is just my attempt to describe the “before” and “after”. I cannot speak as one, but I want those to know that dreams are a place where you can be anything you want, and have whoever you want as well. While it cannot change the reality of the events of life, they can bring escape to them.
Let me know what you guys think. I still don’t know if I feel my poetic juices, but I just picked an idea, and just spilled it. I hope that this doesn’t upset anyone. I am of the opinion that words, cannot hurt you. But merely provide an outlet for those who want to share an emotion, or an idea. Let me know if dreams do the same for you. Do they allow you to escape horrible realities? Or are they simply a place of peace from hard days? Please share. I want to know. Take care, guys!