I killed the nightmare fogging my eyes with ashy debris. That creeping crawling darkness slithering through my rib cage chilling every vessel and clogging every breath of a new dawn. Grabbing it by the throat, it thrashed and hissed as its life blood dripped then gushed under the squeezing pressure of my fist. I killed my snaking nightmare and the ****** thorns pricking my gasping heartbeats melted into the carbonating sea...
Written by D.Ann
My 5 year old grandson gave me the title to this poem as he explained his nightmare. And the rest of my words just flowed! Our first collaboration!