Nightmare

Simple-Man87

The dimming lights begin to flicker

As the darkness elongates the corridor

Echoing in the distance, I hear a little girl snicker

She's dressed in blood, with accents of horrid war

Body is convulsing, mind wanting nothing more.

 

Scoring on the walls, from last nights struggle

Rendered me helpless, in this state of mind

Bones shaking, knees about to buckle

Plagued with blackness and left blind

The images hand delivered by the devil were most unkind.

 

Memories of the past roar in like wildfire

Burning everything, leaving ash in its wake

The enclosing inferno getting higher and higher

Slipping deeper into to this dream state

Only to be haunted by more mistakes. 

 

They came in flashes, mimicking a strobe light

Each one appearing worse than the last

Trying to make sense of what's happening tonight

Forcing me to reminisce about the past

Predicting more torture in the forecast.

 

Waking up suddenly to see what I feared

The same bed in the same room and ringing in my ear.

 

 

  • Author: Simple-Man87 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 4th, 2017 14:05
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Christina8

    Oh the devastation was so totally real! Sounds like war, whether real or fantasy, this sounds like pure torture in a PTSD dream. Either way a great write.--Christina

    • Simple-Man87

      Thank you Christina. Very kind compliment.



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