I talk when I sleep
I move when I sleep
I kick and hit and hurt in my sleep
They complain when they wake
When I kicked and struggled
Because in my dream I see horrors and monsters
In my dream I could barely move
It's like my legs are always glued
To the ground made of bones
Bone of my loved ones
Rare that I dream a dream that I wish
A wish to make me have dreams
Dreams that nourish
Nourish my soul
My soul full of desires
Regretful desires and imaginative goals
Dreams can destroy you
Madden your brain
Everyone around you
Will make you insane
For they are sane
And you are are not
Since sanity can bring insanity
It's impossible to find clarity
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Shorts, Poems, and Imagines
Poetry"It's exhausting to fight a war inside your head every single day." -Micki Ann
