Mental Imagination

Some nights, I welcome you into my sleep
Craving your attention and comfort.
I even beg you to stay a little longer
Wishing to never wake.

Unfortunately, these nights are rare.

Other nights, I scream in horror
Pleading endless mercy as you haunt me through the night.
Eventually I wake in a cold sweat
Relieved that day has come.

Unfortunately, these nights are common.

But you're still in my dreams.
And my obsession continues on;
Relishing any memory of you.

Most of the time,
I don’t mind the pain these memories inflict upon my heart.
Most of the time,
I’m just happy that I can remember.
Then again,
Most of the time,
I actually believe you exist.

- Hannah Nielesen


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Little sister, I know you’re there.
You reach out to me only to jerk away at my touch.
Through the dark tangles of midnight,
I see your pale skin bleed saltwater

The moonlight captures my translucent form
And I delve into your sleeping mind
To try for a connection

Your illusion speaks
Through the darkness in whispers
Of an enchanting void
That you need to forget about to survive

Coils of deception sever all ties

I wish you could really see me, little sister
I wish you could really handle what I’ve become
But, instead, I satisfy by watching you dream
And then watching as it fades
And then watching you wake in a breathy gasp

They tell you I was never real
How terribly wrong they are

You’re the only one
That refuses to refute the truth
And therefore
The only one I can depend on
Despite that you think you’re going mad

- Me