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
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