Nightmare

by Never URs   Aug 3, 2007


Winds howl above,
the simmering sun.
Not just the next,
but for many to come.
Awaken once again,
the same bad dream.
Sweating cold,
we hear you scream.
Screaming for breath,
wheezing for life.
Choking on death,
fighting with strife.
You awake with tears,
hung in your eyes.
Barcodes show,
and steal your lies.
The mattress sinks,
beneath your flesh.
Leaving you,
yourself to catch.

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