Perpetual NightmareA Poem by Ebb and Flow
Fractured dreams
haunted sleep, a terror so deep it consumes. A waking nightmare that's on auto-play, and not a sound is made. Lips stretched thin, and eyes wide in terror it starts again. Horror upon horror fills your waking eyes, and than the scene goes blank. Time has frozen for a fraction of a second, and you reenter the perpetual darkness. © 2012 Ebb and Flow |
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3 Reviews Added on October 11, 2012 Last Updated on October 11, 2012 AuthorEbb and FlowMilton Mills, NHAboutThe names Krystina Michelle Walters Poetry is one of my soul passions in life. Without its passion I wouldn't understand the beauty of the written word or that beauty of this world. "Words have.. more..Writing
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