I remember a period of time when I tried to block out all of my dreams. And when I feared falling asleep. I can remember when I was afraid to have vivid dreams that would disturb and sit within me.
I didn’t know that some people don’t have dreams, or that many people do not remember their dreams when they do dream. That still blows my mind. As I continue embracing those uncomfortable and ugly sides of myself along my healing journey, I find that I have a greater level of appreciation for these dreams that I can and can’t control. I also have a new interpretation of my fear of dreaming that I will explore later on in a separate blog post. For now here’s a poem or two.
What do you make of your vivid dreams?
I tried to run away from mine as you can see.
running and trying to manipulate
hands bound, so no fist fighting
quite often in the end I found myself
surrendering to some form of aggressor.
Surrender in that way seemed easy,
then the dream would end.
But I then began to
do that one thing
use that one thing
to break the chains that kept trying to cling
I am a dreamer
in the screams
of my expressions
now a blessing to me.
And it seems
as though destiny isn’t
too far away these scenes
that replay not from trauma but
perhaps destiny is right now.
Manifesting my success.
Writing my way into my destiny.
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Jusjess Poetry – Writing My Way Into My Destiny
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