Night Terrors

By Quietus

I lie in my bed, wishing that I were dead
Apparitions and visions will fill my head
I know they aren’t real, but my mind cannot heal
They cut the thread--
Of my sanity…
I further myself from humanity
Alone, I’m more prone
My mind, unsewn
My past ghosts, they host the visions I’m shown
I may fall fast asleep
But the peace does not keep
From the warfare of the nightmare, my mind is too weak
To fight them away
The night terrors, they stay
Stalking my dreams, I fall apart at the seams
To any God who will listen, I’ll pray…
I get no answer
The haunting spreads like cancer
Flashbacks of my past, from my mind’s necromancer
They were supposed to stay hidden
If only my brain did my bidding
I would bury them forever, the ties I would sever
Who the hell am I kidding?
I am forced to live with this grief
All I want is a break, even if it is brief
I’ll awake from unrest, clutch my sweat covered chest
Hoping that someday I will get some relief.

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Copyright 2019 Quietus
Published on Tuesday, August 20, 2019.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • sadistic intent hex On Tuesday, August 20, 2019, sadistic intent hex (210)By person wrote:

    I love the way you paint the visions of night terrors so vivid so real at times I know. hit home with this.

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