As darkness takes hold Light falters in its wake Gasping for air Choking, Unable to breathe
I awake In the coldest of sweat Wishing Better dreams
But I realized Each time I wake I am still asleep
Writhing Screaming To wake up
Lately, I have found myself waking up in cold sweat. Like my sleep predominates with nightmares. Always wishing for the sweetest of dreams and yet never having one