Nightmare
Be careful when you sleep,
She will summon you.
Like a poisonous apple
She will tempt you to taste your death.
As you lie on your bed,
She will sit on top of you
‘Til you penetrate your sleep
Inside her world.
Darkness will be a jail
You won’t love to escape.
In her arms, you’ll be paralyzed
And fall to a sweet death.
She will put your blanket on fire
Where burning feels good.
Pain has never been satisfying
In a heavenly hell with her.
There’s no escape
From a lovely agony,
She is the nightmare
You’d love to die from.
Copyright © Flora Mae Gudez | Year Posted 2016
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