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Lamb Sep 2013
Sometimes when I dream
I get these awful nightmares
A tingling chill
As if anyone cares

I’m easily scared
Tossing and turning in the night
Hiding under covers
Where’s the night light?

Silent whispers
For I have no protection
Cracking Doors
For I’m the boogeyman’s selection

Now I’m running
Once I had drifted to sleep
Running from the darkness
This just makes me weep

I open my eyes
Giving me the creeps
Rustling leaves
Awaiting the sound of my alarm beep

I feel like someone’s staring
I think I’m having a seizure
Those eyes are burning through me
Doctor, perform a procedure!

Go Go Away I order you
Someone’s haunting my dreams
Unwilling to open my eyes
Life isn’t what it seems
Kirsten Lovely Apr 2014
Can't sleep
But I wake up
In a dim lit room
From lamps on the street
Can't move
But my arms will sink
Into the covers
Where I don't have to think
Can't yell
'Cause quicksand is thick
Down my throat
I'd rather give in
Enveloped by blankets
Swallowing tears
Dying like this
I'm facing my fears
Of death and the darkness
I'm deaf and I'm blind
Get me out of this hell
And more importantly,
My mind.

— The End —