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Dec 2015
I lie here, secure and warm in my own bed

But something lurks within this darkness and I swear to myself its not just in my head

At the age of five to my mother I said
That dark scary creatures watched me while I had slept

I'm 22 years old now and its not just the creatures
Its more often dark presences that lack any features

A fear all past darkness could never create
I sense them and feel them in a half-councious state
They whispered my name; just that thought makes me shake

Call it a dream, call it insanity
Its as real to me as my waking reality
Maybe its sleep paralysis. Maybe my screws are loose. Maybe its real.
Coleseph Nelzsun
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Coleseph Nelzsun  Minneapolis, MN
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