Nightmares

"Sleeping is nice,You forget about everything for a little while."

That Used to be my escape.
Go to sleep and not want to wake,
Because In my dreams, I escaped.
Not anymore, dreaming traps me...
Pulls me in, to where I can't escape.
When I dream at night,
I fall defeated to the horror.
I am a servant to the nightmares.
They haunt me,until I can't breath.
And when I feel as if they're over...
Or they become somewhat tolerable
They intensify, worse than before.
My nightmares are my weakness.
The time when I'm stuck In my own,
Stuck in thoughts I try to drown...
I slowly drown as if I am falling...
Sometimes I'm falling to death.
But I do not fear death anymore.
I'd like to think I'd welcome it..
Because death may be the only cure
I'm sick, with rage. Confusion.
The heartbreak I know is coming.
Just as I know, it will only get worse.
The nightmares darken each time.
And what's good will only end.
So is there not another escape?
I can't even be at peace In dreams.

Reviews

[It's Me, The Miracle]

Nice poem...I do like it very much....A real feeling of escape

[zainul]

Very nice feeling of escape is expressed eloquently through this piece.
Nice effort indeed.