June 30, 2019, 7:55 PM
"Sleep Paralysis"
Voices in my head keep on whispering.
The ceiling above me I kept on staring.
Slowly my lungs started to feel heavy I stopped breathing.
Darkness I knew that I've been feeding.
Its already 12:00 AM I heard as the clock beating.
So longed forgot that feeling of sleeping.
As my body won't moved I stopped panicking.
Closed my eyes thinking that I'm still dreaming.
Those red eyes doesn't seem to stop staring.
YOU ARE READING
Amateur Works
PoetryThese works are purely made from an amateur and aspiring poet. These were made straight from ideas and thoughts which are assembled into a fresh poem. I am clearly open to any critiques that can possibly make my works improve.
