My blanket is my protector
Shielding me from the night
Inky blobs transform into terrifying monsters
Plaguing my dream and hiding in the dark
I've never seen such creature's in my conscious state
When I'm asleep my body being to throb
For I know I'll die a horrible fate
Bombing, murder, falling from heights
Never the same, always a bite
I dear not move a muscle
For if I do, I fear I'll never leave this nightmare
(Thispoem was inspired by The nightmare by Henry Fuseli)
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The Poetry Book
PuisiThe poetry book: A collection of my poetry in different writing styles. I will continue to add to it :)
