A Nightmare
I run endlessly, my breath hitched up in my throat,
The darkness swallowing me up.
Smoky, black and foggy.
It's too late, and I knew it too,
it grips me from the neck, pouring down my throat and encapsulates my heart.
I can't breathe but I'm still trying
to fight,
I want to hide but my shadow beat me to it.
I twist and turn but there's nothing to see,
I beg and cry, hoping it would set me free.
It's not real, it's not happening,
It's all in my head.
Unlike the fairytales, as kids we were fed.
This was something real,
Something my whole body and soul could feel.
When I think it's a dream I realise I'm wrong.
That actually the darkness was already within,
And that's when it finally starts to sink in,
That maybe this is the result of my own hidden sins.
