It’s a dream!*                                                          ­                
I scream to my insides

as I look for a way out of this place.
It’s a dream! Only a dream!                                                          ­
-But, it is not.

I hear footsteps.
Have I gone mad?                                                            ­    
No! They’re footsteps!                                                      ­        
Quick, find a way out.                                                            ­
I swoop, wave and brandish

That sword that was once useful.

Then I run, and then hide.

I pray, I beg and pant.

But they find me, and  t h e y  take me!
and more, I scream:

LET ME BE FREE!                                                         ­   
But
I                      
                        
can’t          
          
be…


I wake up.

In my bed, that’s old and *****.

And I cry, because I couldn’t save you in that dream

Just like I cannot save myself.

I don’t know,

if I am brave:

for I close my eyes yet once again

That, dry and glassy,

b e g  for some hours of peace

knowing that we are not alone.

That my Erinyes, just like ravens

Are sitting by the edge of the bed

Patiently waiting

Without a sound

For me to
turn    
off              
the                  
l                              
i                        
g                
h        
t...





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