Hypersomnia

by Chelsey   Feb 13, 2013


Whoever said reality is better than dreams has never met
you in their sleep. Whoever said expressing emotions was
easy has never dreamt so good they cant think-
I have.

I've only awoke to pen the beauty of my unconscious
remedy. The story of our nonexistent love affair.

There we were...where, I do not know, but the room was
dark, the table cloth was beige, the candle sticks white,
our napkins red, and your eyes so abundantly
captivating, it made my cheeks turn a soft pink.

Words filled our heads, but silence filled the air. My
heart held no boundaries, no borders, it was there
for your taking. My expression signaled a refusal
would be unwise and your smile revealed acceptance.

Nothing happened. No conversation nor a kiss, just
the glaring into one anothers iris. In this instant,
I knew I was damned to wake, that I'd miss a potential
touch, but forgetting this moment was not an option.

So here I am, describing the exact moment a fantasy
decided my fate. Here I am, writing a vow to rest more
than I live. Plaguing myself with a disorder-
hypersomnia

Because dreaming of you aroused more emotion,
inspired more happiness, than living reality hopelessly
without you.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Mimed Lovette

    I loved this poem of yours Chelsey! I loved how you were able to paint such a clear picture in my head so I could envision myself there watching this whole poem unfold before my eyes like a movie.

    "Because dreaming of you aroused more emotion,
    inspired more happiness, than living reality hopelessly
    without you. "

    I definitely loved how you ended this piece, noone has ever said anything truer than this. Thumbs up!

  • 11 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    I had to read this more than once, it is one of them poems who hit home. I could feel all the emotions and sadness and waking up from a dream wondering what if?
    Great job Chels

  • 11 years ago

    by Meme

    OMG!!! No seriously OOOOOOMMMMMMGGGGGGG!!!!

    Do you have any idea how many times I woke up to pen my dreams into poems only to never forget the feeling I had when I was dreaming? I live through my dream world, dreams affect my personality and who I am more than anything would. I have had a lot of dreams that moved me the same way your poem did, it reminded me of the emotions I had when I woke up to them.

    I am nominating this one Monday morning for sure.
    And thank you for taking me back through memory lane <3

    xxx

  • 11 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    I love this one Chels Chels, I often wake up during the night with a poem bursting to get out of my head and right from your opening this is what I was feeling.

    I like how you open with the statements everyone else seems to make so easy but then it makes us wonder if they have ever been through the situation in order for them to be able to think or believe what they say. There are so many of these examples! I think the first one you mention, the dreams, everyone can relate to the most because we have all felt closer to someone in our dreams and it makes you want to remain asleep so we can stay with them longer.

    There we were...where, I do not know, but the room was
    dark, the table cloth was beige, the candle sticks white,
    our napkins red, and your eyes so abundantly
    captivating, it made my cheeks turn a soft pink.

    - what i really liked about this part was how you described everything so clearly as if you could remember it like it was seconds ago but then exactly where you cant remember which for me indicates exactly where in the relationship you were.

    Words filled our heads, but silence filled the air

    - this was such a powerful line because although you have previously described the scene , here you are setting and describing the mood and the atosphere in that scene! This worked really well for me and helped me get an exact feel of what you are writing about.

    Your ending is strong and brings the poem to the final point that you started with - dreams can be so much better and more comforting than what reality can be.

    Enjoyed this, and related to it well. Thanks, good work xx

  • 11 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    We just wrote down this disorder in psych class yesterday!!! I think in regards to major depressive disorder or something around that but I was so absorbed in this moment you created. I loved the understanding of just gazing into each other's eyes, and wanting that to last forever. I love how you wrote that ending....that now finding that inspiration in the silence is much better for you than living life without a trace of it. You had such purpose in your voice but like Tara said I can see the hint of sadness too, that maybe this is the only way of living on is by resting more often so you don't have to go back. Great write!!