Trouble falling asleep,
Still, dreaming becomes irritating.
My dreams are all the same every day,
I always see myself being stuck as prey.
In the center of a spiderweb,
Around the corner of the ceiling slab,
I am in my own dream,
Terrifying, and I can't even scream.
Same dream, same dream,
Same scene, same scene,
As if my inner world
Is actually dealing with me.
I found loopholes
And I tried to get out,
Never seen the owner of the web.
That giant spider came out,
Run, run, run, run,
I don't want to become a bun,
To that hungry spider abdomen,
Run, run, run, run,
And take a turn,
I saw a glitter of hope,
A road to escape,
A turn to take,
And a hope to fake.
Ohhh, that's actually fake,
Another hurdle to cross,
I am in such a loss,
A cliff in front of me,
Now there is no place to run,
Spiddy chasing me behind,
Where am I gonna hide?
My dream makes me so miserable,
As if telling me to jump and die,
And I really jumped off
From the cliff,
And I woke up from the dream,
For a minute or two,
I was staring at the ceiling,
And wondering,
How I got pushed out of the dream,
My never-ending dream,
Which always haunts me to scream,
Completed with its own limit.
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" Trapped In The Fear Of Darkness "
PoetryThe poem begins with a sense of restlessness as the speaker struggles to fall asleep, finding the act of dreaming increasingly irritating. These dreams haunt them every day, presenting a familiar, nightmarish scenario where they are ensnared like pr...
