The Nightmare

Night time comes, the sandman calls, suddenly reality fades
 fantasy begins, the lights are dim
 The scene sets, time it has nothing on you
 no beginning, no end, no middle

 Gently at first, slow and focused, you see it you cry out,
 no one hears but you
 You scream, you beg, you plead with it to stop, but, it doesn't,
 it goes on forever, Suddenly as by stroke of fate, daylight

 Then it begins, the reality of the night before
 It plays over and over again, every time you blink
 Now there's no sound, just images
 The day goes forward, precious energy

 You yearn to forget, you pray it leaves you
 But, it doesn't, it stays, calling you by your name
 So you change your face, but it recognizes you always
 You put on a façade, you smile always
 But its there, and you know, when the evening comes
 It will be back, over and over and over
 Just repeating itself till you die from it
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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