My Poetry Journal

Nightmare to Midnight Music; Treat Me With Care

Nightmare to Midnight Music

Waking up cold and sweaty

Shadows waver in the dark of

The 4 walls in your room, again

Your blankets constrict around you like a snake

Unwilling to release your burning body from its coffin

The night accepts you are awake

And decides to join in your sympathy

Crickets rub their wings like a violin to start the orchestra

The bullfrogs chime in with the bass

Fairies skate on top of the lake like a viola

In harmony with the reeds of grass

It's too hard to sleep with all the noise

You grab your cello to join in the piece

And a start a few notes in major

Then onto minor to show the weariness

The struggle

The difficulty of sleep

When the nightmares roam free

It's infinitely unrelenting

As they tramp through your dreams

Stomping through a pleasant scene

To make it soiled

To turn it into a hoard of your fears

All the good gone, scaring you awake

In the peaceful reality

Music makes it better

Music makes everything good

It pulls the black dark through

The white strands of light and

Pushes it away, throwing it back to

Where it came from

Forever forgetting its harsh melody

As it bashed through your thoughts

Everything back to normal

You may finally sleep again

To sleep in peace is a wonderful thing

It relieves you of the day's troubles

Its plights all wash away as

Unconsciousness takes over

And all that's left to say is

Good night. 

Treat Me With Care

Pluck my heartstrings,

Strike a chord worth sacrificing.

Don't play me like any other

Instrument,

Treat me with care.

Never drop me when you raise me up,

But set me down gently.

Being as delicate as a viola

Isn't always easy.

I am as tedious as the placement

Of one's fingers for a flute.

Liven up the crowd with our embrace,

Send sparks flying when we reach

The stage.

When the spotlight shines,

Let us dance.