Dreamland - Poem

Passing out
I enter a world
Of dreams
Of nightmares
Of reality

I'm slow disappering,
fading into the black
Help me now...
or not at all

It'll be too late
after tonight
In this dreamland
of false hope
and of dead wishes

The voices that speak
The sounds that whispers
Scaring me to no end

Red streaks
Fall down
Ruby Red
Shining in the light
I'll die tonight.

Whats the matter? "
The fake caring voice says.
" You looks so bad, So sick,
So sad.. "
Looking up, my eyes crack open.
My mouth dry and lips chipped.
" Dont you know?"
In a dry, horse throat.
" I'll die tonight "

But will it happen?
But will it not?
I'm scared to say...
That for this..
I know not.

Dreamland starts to fade
And reality sets in.
The sounds of real death
The sights of pain
The touch of depression
The smell of the drain
The taste of bitter remeberance
of everyday life.

In comes the yells
Out goes the screams
In goes the offense
Out goes the defrense.
Fight Fight Fight
I HATE IT ALL!

And that's when i decide
That i want to die.
Listening to those voices
The sounds and whispers.
I do as they say..
And say goodbye.

For it to be?
Nor not to be?
I cannot know
Will i die tonight?
or.. no?

i like but i hope you don't die then i get no more poems to read T~T

The Answer

She knows not of death
As a warm comforting arm pulls her awake
It's a smile that hopes to bring hope
The words said are not fake

Can you smell it?
Can you hear it?
The smell of blood?
The sound of crying?

Let it be the nightmare that separates all
I'll make sure that when you fall
I'll bring you up to your feet
And make sure you know not of defeat

My friend,
The answer you shall give the voices
Just come along and follow
And I'll say this: No more choices
A sound so hollow

"I've lived a nightmare" you shall admit
"Oh, is that so?" they ask in return
"Oh yes. I'm glad I know not of it anymore" you will say with much stern
"Well, meet tomorrow" they will submit

Smile at the sun
Feel the cool water run
Breathe in the aromatic air
And just stare off...and stare

Hear our voices come back again
Feel your living heart beating
Because you shall know, my friend
That you will live your life until its completing

A poem to reply to your poem. I hope its underlying message is clear, my poem buddy ^-^

sasa................the poem you wrote tottaly describes my daily feeling its a nice poem............................*says as she feels close to death*