Nightmare of All Nightmares

Last night I had a dream
that scared me half to death
I found myself running
but could hardly make a step
My feet were intertwined
and my legs gave out
I fell hard to the floor
and almost passed out

As I looked behind me
to see what I was running from
I see a picture of my past
and realized what was to come

this picture kept coming toward me 
staring me right in the eye,
as my feet moved faster
But I stood still
I felt I was going to die

But this picture behind me 
that I had seen
Was no cliché monster
From the old movie screen,
and what did my eyes 
Find behind me,
Me and my lost brother
drinking and driving
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Giroux Avatar
July 18, 2009 at 10:56 AM
Wow the ending of this poem is so climatic its amazing. Haunting pasts are so terrible and i understand the trauma it causes.
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