Clutching my pillow,   
body draped in sweat. 
All of a sudden.    
I can hardly breathe.   
My heart had been ripped     
apart,and I had awoken again. 
A recurring Nightmare   
My death I constantly see.  
Every night it haunts me,   
it pains my lively-hood.   
Death so engulfing that     
suffocating sensation,   
the thought of fading into     
nothingness, it scares the     
living **** out of me.   
I cant change it, I cant     
stop dreaming my constant demise. 
   Then as I slowing lay down,   
    it hurts knowing that this     
    was only my first fright     
for the Night.