Troubled DreamsA Poem by MariaNightmares and flashbacks tend to come at night.
At night, most folk lay sleeping, and slumbering till daylight comes again.
Some are light sleepers, while others can sleep through anything. Alas, others, might wake, if called upon, but others might slumber through screams even. For me, sleep, does not come easily, as dreams tend to keep me awake. And as others sleep, ever so peacefully, my mind and soul and heart tend to lay awake, struggling to stop the dreams from coming. Not all dreams are bad, some actually are full of my most inner desires. Family, love and unity. Others are full of terror, running from something full of much evil, and as hard as I try, I can never get away. I thrash and turn, and fight to wake, and at times, my mind, loves playing games. Making it seem as if I have woken up, yet the beast or demon, start taking form once again. So I find myself entrapped within my mind. And with all I can muster, I cry out to God! Help! Save Me! from this haunting beyond this world. And just like that I finally awaken, to see myself surrounded in warming light, from the sun that shines through the window. At night, most lay sleeping, in peace and awake with no knowledge of the night, nor do they remember if they did dream anything, while my own heart drums against my chest, and I look forward to the day, but alas, as the night approaches, I would rather, stay awake and bid my time, before darkness overtakes me once again.
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StatsAuthorMariaFairfax, VAAboutI write from my heart, soul and mind. Sharing both past and present trials, that I have faced and or am facing. I believe strongly in God and the Bible, yet I respect everyone's views. I myself am no.. more..Writing
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