Night Terrors
I slumber, I sleep, so deep and oh so long
I feel a force pulling me down, down, something's wrong.
Its dark, as dark as pitch but strangely I still can see,
shadows pass, I'm scared, the faint light calls to me.
I'm being pursued and I know not by who or why.
Always black, oblique surrounds. GET AWAY, I must try.
Feeling the rush of panic, adrenalin keeps me going,
breathing getting quicker, WAKE UP, back to the knowing.
Demons calling out to me, they call through children's eyes.
I resist their cackle, but yet am drawn, knowing its not wise.
Then suddenly my leg is grabbed, I begin to kick and scream,
I'm out of breath, all out of moves, please wake up from this dream.
The die is not cast until you sleep of what your dream will tell.
A friendly dream, or nightmare taking you to the pit of hell.
Amazing unspeakable things the mind can conjure up
Its not until sleep prevails that you drink the bitter cup.
As night befalls you lie in bed, to sleep you do succumb
The talisman, the hooded feind all beckon you as one.
Their craft take you over misty dreams but you are unaware
Then suddenly the hood falls free- Welcome to your nightmare.
Copyright © Old Man Emu | Year Posted 2016
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