She screams through The nightmare that was Once a dream. She stirs And awakens from the Slumber. She can't sleep Anymore. Sweaty palms A growing headache. When will this stop,she Asks herself. She has no Answer and tries again, Closed eyes,and positive Thoughts to fight the evil, She tries. Does she succeed?
Sometimes in life,we have To take risks. Risks that Make our life better and Leave no regrets.
A new poem after a long time! Feels good to write. Oh,and this literally happens to me. Huh.