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Sleep paralysis
At 3:00am I found myself outside, Mind was awake but flesh was in deep deep sleep, A sense of ghostly presence-I couldn't see. A heavy shadow weighed upon my chest, All breaths and thought turned into a dreadful rest. I felt cold, dumb and naive, When someone close to me whispered my name. A moment when couldn't even wail, Couldn't speak and move...

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Categories: sleep paralysis, 2nd grade,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member sleep paralysis
one half’s an arc the other a strobe ~ light becomes your coagulant signals and synapses firing off sparks ~ try open eyes but you can’t all bound together forming a dream ~ welded to the somnambulant...

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Categories: sleep paralysis, deep, dream, perspective,
Form: Monoku



Premium Member Sleep Paralysis
“Sleep paralysis is like a waking nightmare, except you can’t escape it.” – Unknown Tonight, when the jilted bells toll, my decayed soul sighs, I lay paralyzed beneath an estuary sky of thin fluffy ruffles- cashmere mattress of cotton coated clouds, with stories over time- like a silent slave chained to sinister darkness, within an ice-gold casket of nightmares, as my skin is...

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Categories: sleep paralysis, dark, night,
Form: Free verse
Sleep Paralysis
It always ends the same drenched in sweat and fear. The pain of death always feels so real and near. Stuck frozen in place, eyes wide. It crawls around my room I'm paralyzed, Eyes dart across the room horrified. It reaches my bed where I lay in a death state Nails dig into my shoulders as it leans in. I feel...

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Categories: sleep paralysis, evil, night, scary, sleep,
Form: Free verse
Gulliver's Friend
A man wearing funeral clothes Tongue tied, an unspoken tryst. He smiles, like an affectionate holocaust A quadrupedal wood, the locus of a hoover act. An assigned peacemaker painted Over the Judas kiss. And the one in a dress I dont pray, Nor his cousins are my prey. So i return, my oldest friend He bulids a concrete wall on my chest, Waiting for my heart to...

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Categories: sleep paralysis, angel, deep, evil, faith,
Form: Free verse



Sleep Paralysis
Red digits glare at me 3:39 in the morning I can’t feel my legs My arms I can’t move My chest is a compressed spring, tight It is hard to breathe My door creaks open No Footsteps on the wooden floors of my bedroom No,not tonight. Please not tonight. Terror fills my chest as the intruder enters my bed, sliding beneath My blanket as if it...

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Categories: sleep paralysis, confusion, evil, sleep,
Form: Free verse

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