P;Nightmare T;Relaxed

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Nightmare

Onto the floor you see me laying

After the nights of no- sleep

Treacherous mornings and awakening nights.

Don’t tell me to close my eyes because I can’t stand what I’m seeing

Blackness.

Darkness.

All the pain, inside me

I feel

The agony

It’s increasing

Someone help me

What am I to do

When there’s no one to go to

No matter how many times I state it

The situation doesn’t degrade

What am I to do

When I feel myself suffocating

From my own desire

From my want to live

Onward in life you watch me go

Leaving the marks of where I stepped

The nightmares continue

The sleep becomes less

But onward I go

“I have to progress.”

Staying here won’t do me any good

I say

Holding onto memories that weaken me everyday

I have to step forward

And continue this march

Onward I say I’m going

Inside I feel like I am leaving…

The Black Night

Starry Sky

I feel myself being consumed

By this

I go on

But I disregard the voices

What am I to do

When I hear the words of conscious

Not always making sense

But comprehension sometimes isn’t worth it

What am I to do

I continue to move of forward

The nightmares don’t descend

They continue on..

Suddenly I feel myself starting to pry open my eyes

I have to wake up from this nightmare

Where am I?

I’ve walked away so far and distant

No one is here to hear me out

Where am I?

What has happened?

Then I hear that agonizing scream….

It isn’t over…

Wake up

I try to get up

All I’m doing is watching

Another nightmare

Oh here we are again

How can I prevent such horror

Please make it stop again…

I lay my head down

It’s not over but I can’t take it

Screaming not going to help

I’ve learned that much at least

Sighing, I turn to the mirror

I see the bags under my eyes

Sleepless nights and days turn into one

Am I still dreaming?

If I were a dream.

I wouldn’t be a nightmare

I’d be the happiest memory in someone’s mind

When that day comes

When that person finally want to get rid of me

I would then become…

A nightmare.

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