Dreams
Every night, I lie in bed, and wait to sleep.And every night, sleep isn't the only thing to overcome me.
As I'm pulled down into the darkest hour,
I lay there. Unmoving.
But then I awaken in a room, dimly lit by hidden light.
I find my friends, and my little girl.
Walking over, I spot something.
Quick-moving and unseen..
I glance over, but ignore it. Continuing to walk.
Then it happens. I'm hit.
Sharp pain roles down from my neck to my lower back.
As I try to awake in my own bed, I'm pulled back under,
And drowned in darkness. Another sharp pain.
I try to surface. To make it out okay.
But I can't.
I get pulled down again and again.
Finally, after a big struggle, I surface.
Awakened in my room, soft drops of water rolling down my face.
I dry my tears, knowing it's just a dream, and lie back down.
Waiting to be pulled back under, covered in darkness..
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