Disturbia

My sleepless nights.

Shivering spine tingles with fright

Knock, knocking on my chamber door.

The dance of fright and be afraid

Shadows waltz upon the walls.

 

Insanity rages in serpeant's delight

Abducted by the fear of glowing eyes

Chains and burning needles

Stinging claws that scratch against skin.

 

The jackyll's hysterical laughter,

Echoes through my mind as I try hard

To return to some sense of reality

A calming dreamland that awaits me.

 

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the description of trying to find sleep. I like the description of wild thoughts and places.
"The dance of fright and be afraid
Shadows waltz upon the walls."
Good to find sleep. A very good ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

[J. J. Nightingale]

I have suffered from night fright, most of my life .. My mother said it was a guilty conscience ..lol ... Nooooooo ... fight or flight in the night, is real .. It affects many .. Some drugs we take affect it, or some food allergies .. Or things we see and hear through the day , play back in weird ways .. .. I like the jackal reference .. It is a good description of Night mares, and Night-fright .. ..

Good one !! .. Take care .. Jazzy