I could barely keep my eyes open,
The caffeine's wearing off.
I put my pen down,
On the table,
And staggered to my bed,
Bracing for the horrors,
I was about to face.
Thinking about,
What I would see and feel in a couple hours,
Makes fear rip through me,
Tearing me into half,
Making me shiver so badly.
I wrap my blankets around me,
Tighter and tighter,
But the warmth it's supposed to bring,
Never comes.
I'm afraid,
To descend into,
The depths of slumber.
I find myself standing,
At the entrance of dreamland.
I bolted in the opposite direction,
And find myself,
Trapped.
There's only one way,
One path,
In I go.
By now the blankets are draped over my body,
No longer wrapping it.
Totally unaware,
Of my surroundings,
A dreaded adventure begins.
I take cautious steps,
Into the compound,
With bats sleeping on the ceiling,
And trashcan strewn everywhere.
I do not want to stir anything awake,
Just want to get out,
Unharmed.
My room,
Now dead quiet,
I'm in peaceful slumber.
Yet the other side of me,
Was as cautious and quiet as a mouse,
Afraid of waking anything,
Inside the notorious,
Dreamland.
I did not mean for it to happen,
It snapped,
A twig.
It woke all forms of life,
Before I know it,
All my greatest fears were chasing,
They hid at nook crannies,
Suddenly,
They're hot at my heels.
I stir in my bed,
A frown forms,
My head beads with sweat.
They caught up to me,
They fed me with fear,
Until I'm paralysed,
Fear has consumed me,
Literally.
I thrash around in my bed,
Screaming in my sleep,
Till I'm ripped away from dreamland,
And my weary eyes,
Survey the empty room.
The recurring nightmares,
They come back,
Every night.
Make it stop,
The clock rings four a.m.
