No more good nights

Something causes me to stay awake all night.
Although you may go to bed,
I'll stay up in a panic
Because of thoughts in my head.

If I close my eyes,
Terrifying things are what I dream.
I can't wake myself up,
Or at least that is what it may seem.

I sweat and I shake,
I cry and I scream.
Because death is what awaits me,
When I close my eyes and dream.

(K.J.M.)