Dreams
I don't dream very often
When I do they are deep and terrifying
I can't stop these delusions
They just happen
I try to forget
Hoping they will eventually fade away
Or that's what I keep telling myself
Running down the alley
He is chasing me
He wants me dead
Bullets are flying past me
Jumping into a building and start climbing the stairs
Hearing his footsteps underneath me
Adrenaline pumping through me I keep running
Not knowing where I was headed
I hit the top and jumped through the door
With no where to hide
The door opens behind me
The gun fires
I fall down screaming in pain
I'm hit mid thigh
He continues to walk towards me
I'm struggling to move
I'm lying there trying to crawl away
Everything is blurry
One hand after the other
I slowly move but the pain is intensifying
He stands above me
The gun between my eyes
He pulled the trigger
Terrified I wake up sweating
Screaming in terror
These nightmares are so real
But when I wake up they're gone forever
When I'm asleep my mind is free
To do whatever
Then in a beat it's gone again
Never to see that dream again
I can try to fall asleep again
Hoping to try to recover that dream or nightmare
But you won't get the same dream
So where does it go why can't I get that dream back?
Is my mind to scared to go back to those dreams
Is it too much to handle
Copyright © Nathan Leatherwood | Year Posted 2014
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