I woke at five a.m. this morning
Frightened and scared
By a dream I had just had
I can’t remember the nightmare
But I know it was frightening.
Forgotten dreams,
I got out of bed
And went to the bathroom
My eyes are blood red
And I have scratch marks
All over my body.
Why? I ask myself
Why has this happened to me?
Forgotten dreams.
I start pacing the floor
Thinking, pondering, wondering
If they’d ever go away,
Forgotten dreams.
But then I remember my dream
And in my dream
I had the chicken pox.
- Author: Jmcg ( Offline)
- Published: December 23rd, 2016 11:51
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 42
Comments1
Great write
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