Dream Demons
I wake up to a beautiful day,
After a night of being afraid.
I’m grateful to be awake,
Because I’m afraid of the pillow where my head lays.
Each night is a different stroy,
with a similar ending,
Often gorey,
I’m so tired of pretending.
Dream demons constantly messing with me,
Slipping in as I sleep.
I wish someone could see
The twisted scenes within my dreams.
It makes me fear when my eyes close,
Afraid to turn off my mind.
What am I going to lose
When I close my eyes this time?
Memories of you
And dying on repeat,
None of it is true,
But it knocks me off my feet.
Tearing my brain to pieces,
Ravaging my inner thoughts,
I just want peace
Instead all I hear is gunshots.
There is no magic,
Only black and gray
That wreaks havoc.
I fall to my knees to pray.
Release me from this spell,
Shadows swallow me now,
They pull me into their hell.
I want out, but I don’t know how.
Wake up!
This isn’t real!
Shut up,
I don’t want to feel.
Wake up!
It isn’t what it seems,
It’s just disrupted dreams,
repeating with new endings.
I can’t keep pretending,
I’m praying for a new beginning,
Until then, please,
No more dreaming.
Copyright © Nikki Pruitt | Year Posted 2022
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