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Sakura Oct 2020
every night when i sleep
I have nightmares that make me weep

Every night i find myself walking around dead bodies
Every night i find myself running away from some killer
Every night i find myself in a warzone
Every night i find gallons of blood
Every morning i shed tears
It's a nightmare...

I feel tired of running away from the darkness
It's just a horrible place with screams at times
  
is it my own voice that i hear...
I want to get up , but I'm a prisoner of my own dark world, in my nightmare...

I find a light, so far away, but as i reach it, i wake up, its another day. And my nightmare world is gone, until the last ray of light, then maybe into that world, ill have to make another stand, and begin another night.
Di Oct 2020
Trying to hide what I am from you
Trying to hide the dark part of me
But you know me to well
I can’t hide the fear
My worries from you
I’m alone
I stumble through the dark
Wondering who am I?
Want am I supposed to do?
When it’s dark
I want to scream
and hide from all the nightmares
Fear is crawling into my skin
I remember all the times you made me uncomfortable when you touched me and I tried to push you away
You haunt me I try to scream but nothing comes out
The tears coming down my face as I am terrified of it all
I am haunted by the dreams over and over
I just wish the rain would pour down on me and drowned me
Your heart is cold like the words you keep telling me
You keep haunting and coming back for me
I need to wake up from this continuing dream
My hands wrapped tightly in my blankets
Trapping me down
As I close my eyes I keep seeing you
I scream out but no one is here to listen
Your causing me pain
Will you go away
Leave me alone
When I try to sleep you’re there
So get the hell out of my head
Why can’t I hide from this
Let me escape this please
Baby please will you hold me
Will you take me away
Rafael Melendez Oct 2020
Time goes on, as I grow older, the fear and doubts grow with me into a chasm in my mind. You fall awake, I'm another year older and you don't know who I am. You fall away deeper and deeper into this chasm in my mind.
This abyssal feeling wakes me from sleep terrified that you aren't next to me. Only a ghost in my arms, staring into my eyes, feeding this chasm in my mind.
tutu anderson Oct 2020
a fear of my worst nightmare,
possibly coming true.
is just too much for me to bare,
and it would be the same for you.

my heart is damaged beyond repair,
i couldn’t be more blue.
you left me in despair,
when you found someone new.
Owen Oct 2020
How could someone you love
become a stranger so fast.
Over broken promises,
having so much hope they would last.
How could flowers so beautiful
turn and decay
when you did your best to water them
each and every day.

How could all this
have been just a dream.
When you stay up all night
your body trying not to scream
as your heart is ripped out,
and placed in a fire
where it dies, charred and black,
a funeral pyre.
You collapse
and you wake
tears and scars you must hide
while you know
you just died a whole lot more inside.
You were once.
Her most favoured dreams.
That's slowly transforming.
Into her worst nightmares.
Elena Mustafa Sep 2020
a nice muslim girl
Was the victim of her
Lovers ghost
The ghost of a Saudi
Prince
Whom loved her
And her the same
He committed suicide after
His beloved accused
Him of unspeakable acts
When ever
The girl slept
Her late lover
Would come from the
Darkest recesses of her mind
And appear in her nightmares
****** from the neck down
As he slit his own throat
Asking her why
She betrayed him
After the shared something special
He would haunt her in her nightmares as
****** Faisal
Or the arabian ghost
If you say ****** faisal
3 times
He will show up
In your nightmares
A tormented soul in the earth
And the hearafter
Bri Stokes Sep 2020
Time is a trickster;
the ticking clock: its vicious heart.
It impregnates.
It destroys.
It heals.
It unravels.
It dons the skin of an imposter
in the coldest stretch of night:
a magician weaving fantasies
that sear.
Neutralize.
Inspire.
Though I wonder--
I worry--
are the days too long?
Are the nights too dim
and fleeting?
Do I dance through each
crescendo
in a lurid,
patchwork nightmare?
Or are my dreams so full of pain,
that soon,
I'll shatter beneath them
and finally wake up?
A tale of 2020.
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