NIGHTMARE
By: R. Christopher
Jerked awake from disturbing dreams.
Terror fills my invoiced screams.
Another night of restless sleep
with sweat-soaked covers all aheap.
Breathe deep to calm my racing heart.
Await the dawning day to start.
Another day of fear and fright
of what dreams may come tonight.
Will they be dreams sharp and pointed,
or imahes so dishointed.
Freams in colors of violet-dread
with flames and sparks of yellow-red.
Or scenes of love turned to hate,
disappointments that don’t abate.
Worse—the loneliness dark as coal
that eats away your very soul.
The nightly tide of evv and flow
the dreams retreat but do not go.
They have always returned to me
There is nowhere that I can flee.
Some nights the dreams; they do not haunt,
they do not scare, they do not taunt,
but just hide away in the dark,
and bide their time to make their mark.
I pray this night I shall have peace.
One night’s rest, one night’s release.
A night without a dreams visit.
It’s not too great a prayer—is it?
Gives me the chills... In a good way :)
Geat Job
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