I get a strange feeling some days
Well most days
Its a very strong storm of anxiety
I hope it goes awayWhen i get this feeling
I know my worst dream is going to happen
I dont want to sleep that night
All i do is toss and turnFinally
My body is at peace
I slowly doze off
This dont last longIt gets loud
The sirens scare me
i can see the colors
red, blue, red, blueI realize whats happening
Its happend so many times
Its on repeat in my headThe scary part is
I cant wake up
I have to wait till its over
feels like foreverAll i can hear is a soft voice
My brother he says to me
Its goin to be okay
Over and overIm looking out the car window
I see her struggling
She is yelling
I begin to cry morePlease dont hurt her
Is all i can say
please
Just let her goIm still dreaming
I can feel my self cry
But cant wake up
Im just stuck hereThen it happens
They get her under control
They slam her face into the ground
She looks at meAt this point in time
It when my body awakens
Im pulling my hair
Or hitting my headI say to myself
Its just a dream
Breath
And count to threeIt is a dream now
But it was once
Reality
A time i will never forget
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The Dream Of My Reality
PoetryA poem about my strugle with PTSD. A dream i have on repeat.