Nightmare
I clutch my fists tightly,
trying to suppress a scream.
The sight before me is the most terrifying I've ever seen.
I spin in my tracks
my legs running on automatic.
I hear it chasing from the back,
pushing harder I move frantic.
It catches up,
it has my arm.
It means me harm.
This is definitely reason for alarm.
I fail to longer suppress my scream,
then the words break through:
"It's just a dream."
I open my eyes
to a hand on my cheek.
She softly sighs,
relief dancing in her brown eyes.
I'm safe now it seems,
they're only bad dreams.
