5. Nightmares

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I ran through a void of umbra sky
Being chased by my inner demons and my worst fears.
They were on my tail as I sprinted,
With my lungs screaming for air and my rapid heartbeat rang in my ears.

"Give in... Let yourself be consumed in darkness and corruption."
Was all that they kept saying to me.
But, in fear of getting snatched,
I didn't look behind me.

Tripping over something I couldn't glance,
I fell into the shadows below.
In freefall, I couldn't find my stance,
Nor fight, because the light would never show.

I heard whispers of lies, and faults,
Mean comments from the past, and illusions clouded my mind.
I was falling for them all, letting the darkness consume me,
Fading into nothing, but undermined.

Feeling pain getting into my head, I screamed.
I felt like I was being whacked with a hammer.
But then... I woke up.

I was trying to call my mother, but my voice stammer.

It was all a bad dream,
I thought to myself.
But the one thing I fear isn't the things occurring in the dream,
It's the nightmares within the dream themselves.

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