Sweat is beading on my brow,
I wish that I would wake up now.
I'm running from a violent thought,
My rapid panting growing short.
It's time to wake up, yet I can't,
My body's telling me that it shan't.
Tossing, moaning in my bed,
Remind myself: it's in my head.
It feels so real, I can't escape,
A blackened cloud: my dream's new shape.
My worst nightmares come to be,
Filling my head: they're all I see.
Wake up! Wake up! My body chants,
My head continues its wicked dance.
Another whimper in my sleep,
This nightmare's pulled me way too deep.
Someone wake me, let me wake!
But it's just a dream...
... Nothing's at stake.
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