Real Nightmare
The shadows move...
They come to me.
A familiar scent;
Yes, they knew me.
“Leave me alone!”
I shout in silence.
I try to be still--
My act of defiance.
They explore me;
The path untraveled.
The beauty within
Became unraveled.
The darkness lurks,
The light they seek.
There they find it--
Tears on my cheek.
Now I’m awake
But relief disappears...
My nightmare reality...
He smirks at my fears.
Copyright © Constance Gilmore | Year Posted 2022
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