Dare I, Own Up and Confess

Dare I, Own Up And Confess Whispering shadows floating in the dark Sound of laments ringing in their wake Biting with wicked teeth so like a shark seeking one lost and lonely soul to take! Alarm clock wakes me from such a dream yet bloodstains are at foot of the bed How silly! All was not as it did seem nightmares rage inside my old, aching head! Rising to race quickly to the cold shower stepped in a slippery,soft and warm mess Blood on my feet, shows dreams have power now the police demand I own up and confess! Waking! My ankles shackled to these bars Got a feeling,this dream going to leave scars! Robert J. Lindley. 08-15-2015 Note. A dark sonnet for a change.