Just woke up
Drenched in sweat again
Heart pounding
In my chest again
Tears streaming
Down my face again
Screaming out
I cannot breathe again
More time
That I'm awake again
Will I ever
Sleep in peace again
My eyes
Open wide
I'm so damn tired
Bloodshot
Blacked out
Hung in bags of fire
Sleeping pills
Benadryls
With a vodka back
Still waking up
When the terrifier attacks
Snortin lines
When I rise
Cause I don't wanna go back
Contradicting remedies
My disordered mind
Tempted
With a lobotomy
The shotguns fire
Blast it
How much longer
Must I go
Without a dream
Restful peace
Full on slumber
Eight hours of wonder
Fuck it
I'd settle for three
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Author:
KTay (
Online) - Published: April 17th, 2025 06:51
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Comments4
This poem immerses the reader in the terror itself. Vivid in its imagery it evokes feelings of terror. Well written
Thank you!
A most wonderful poem. My second time reading today and it gets better each time. Wonderful job, KTay! 🌹👏
You just can't get enough, can you? Lol. Thank you, again! Much appreciated
🤣 You know it! You are most welcome, my friend! 🙏🖤
Real imagery of being terrorized by there nightmares, and what you do to try and sleep in peace, well expressed write
Thank you so much!
You are very welcome
Wow, this expresses so much; the pure terror waking up from the nightmares; the agony of night after night of disturbed sleep and the insurmountable exhaustion that follows; the barrage of listed remedies showing the desperation of trying anything and everything; "screaming out, I cannot breathe again....will I ever sleep in peace again?" Very moving
Thank you so much!
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