To Dream Or Not

I came home late and went to bed, pulled the cover over my head. As I lay drifting off to sleep, my mind’s thoughts went too deep. My eyes came open but I could not shift, my body tranced, paralysis was swift. I felt the bed sink as I lay prone, but no one was there, I was alone. As I laid there too scared to cry, I thought for sure that I would die. The weight of a body laid on mine, feeling stress on my legs and spine. I could not move, even vocalize, I knew my mind had to focalize. I laid there thinking it was just a dream, I had to except it, I could not scream. Ten years passed when the next dream occurred, to others, this dream was quite absurd. Again I was lying prone but asleep, awoke when my neck felt a figure creep. I shrugged my shoulders to make it cease, managed to say; stop, give me some peace. For years I have been free from this nightmare, that left me loath sleep and dreading the scare. Copyright © 2010 By Caryl S. Muzzey Seventh Place Winner ~ "A Fragmented Dream” Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance~A Rambling Poet Oct. 4, 2010