Nightmare

Raindrops lazily trickle down your window pane Locked inside and fast asleep are thoughts in vain The storm culminates in an unleashed flurry Falsehoods unveiled as the calmness leaves with a hurry The thoughts that were in vain now turn to something ill The eye of the storm is misleading as everything stands still Violently tossing and turning everything is not what it seemed The gentle raindrops were real in the wake of another bad dream