The Nightmare

by Morgan   Dec 9, 2004


I lie in bed, my eyes closed tight
Beads of sweat rolling down my forehead
Tears build up under my eye lids
A chill fills the air
I cry out No....
Then fade back into that reality
That prison of mine
My Life!

Clouds fill my thoughts with memory's of the past
As I replay those sence over and over and over until they get to me

I then wake up in a prison
Cold bars surrounding me
I sit up on an old rusty coat
A stiff blanket rapped around my fagel legs

Thoughts run though my mind
"Is it all a dream?"
"what did I do?"
"where is my cat, my bed, my room, my mom....my life?"

I stand up and run to the bars
I grasp them in my hands and yell
But no one heres me
Why can't they hear me?

I then fade into a different place where I'm running along a hall
The walls are all white
My hair following my steady paste.

The hall seems to never end.
I keep running but where em I going?

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