I’m in a strange place right now.
I’m laying down, and I can’t move.
I’m not scared, but I long for answers.
I’m in a place of hurt and pain,
Yet my surroundings are the exact opposite.
I look around, and I’m surrounded by black sand.
I look up and the sky is red with pink clouds,
And the sun looks like a big, white light bulb.
It’s bright and intense.
I can hear waves crashing rocks and the black sand.
I naturally assume that I’m on a beach.
My vision starts to blur, and I can’t hear the waves anymore.
I can only hear the sound of my heart beat.
Beating faster and faster.
The pain in my chest has intensified,
My throat is swelling up,
Breathing is a struggle,
Death is coming soon.
I know it, but I’m not afraid.
I’m relieved.
Dying on a strange, yet beautiful beach doesn’t sound too bad.
It’s a luxury that not a lot of people have.
Some die in the darkest of places,
Others just die normally in regular places.
We just never know how death will take us.
As I have accepted my fate, a woman appears above me.
She kneels down to my level,
And gently touches my face.
There’s something sweet and familiar about her gentle touch.
I wish I could see her clearly.
Her face gets closer to my face.
Our eyes meet, and I think I know who she is.
But I’m not sure.
Our lips are inches away from each other,
She decides to seal them with a kiss.
I immediately remember who she is.
She’s the one that got away.
She’s the one that I miss every single day.
She’s the one that had lips like candy.
There’s no one like her.
No one that will ever be like her.
After our shared kiss, she gets back up.
She grabs my feet and drags me to the ocean.
I don’t resist.
Once she has me in the ocean, she disappears.
I search for her, but she’s long gone.
The black-sanded beach is nowhere to be found either.
I find myself just surrounded by the purple ocean.
I chuckle as I fully submerge myself into the purple ocean.
As I am slowly drowning,
I welcome the calmness of the purple ocean.
I listen to the quietness of the purple ocean.
I can no longer feel the intensity of the sun,
The purple ocean is all I feel now.
The sun fades away from my memory,
Everything turns black.
I wake up from a strange dream,
I can’t help but remember.
My mind doesn’t think about the sweet purple ocean,
It doesn’t think about the pure black-sanded beach,
It doesn’t think about the majestic red sky,
Or even the intense white sun,
It only thinks about her.
For she is now a dream girl.
This is the end of part one of the Dream Girls series. Be sure to like, share and comment your thoughts on this poem!
I will be posting and sharing part two of “Dream Girls” on Sunday!
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