Nightmares

people talk about dreams

how they have weird dreams
funny dreams
fantasy dreams

they ask me what I dream about 
I say nothing.
I'm not lying, 
I only have nighmares.

my thoughts of the day haunt me at night
their twisted resmblence shaking my soul
peole dying
leaving
deserting 
abandoning me
in my own corupted mind 
they make me stay behind

and then there's when they stay and give me what I asked for 
but it's not what I wanted 
it hurts when it's supposed to heal 
breaks when it's suposed to mend
and I have to deal with all of this inside my throbbing head.

the things I see when I close my eyes
I just try to hide it and put it out of mind
but they keep on coming back 
to haunt me at night.

I just want to sleep without somebody dying. 
is that to much to ask?

 

Inkpaw

VT

18 years old

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