Nightmares

Flash Flash,
A projection creates,
Dark images,
Of peoples fears,
Though not mine.

What I fear,
Stands in the corner,
Staring at me,
Glowing like the projections,
Blue.

But it is not a trick,
There she stands,
And I scream,
For only I can see,
That she is standing there.

Case me down the streets,
Follow me forever,
To that windmill in,
The fiery field,
Locked.

Millions crash,
Upon my small self,
Each trying to grab a bite,
Each red eye gazing at me,
Glaring at my soul.

Escape, Escape,
The only real way,
Open my eyes,
To the break of day,
But they are sealed tight.

Small it scampers,
Around the yard,
Laughing at,
My attempted escapes,
Invisibly caged.

Wrapped up,
In it's precious cloth,
In it's jewel of fear,
The instrument,
Of my demise.

A roller coaster,
Of emotions,
Filter through me,
As I stand in line,
for a real coaster.

Find a way,
To let my mind,
Linger to other things,
A pamphlet to,
Nothing important.

Look away,
Then back again,
Left behind,
Or not quite so,
The last one standing.

Childhood memories,
Cast into fire,
From the mouth,
Of that old red colour,
That you used to draw with.

Race through the alleys,
The fields of amusement,
That instill fear,
Not amusement,
Like the coaster.

The one that leads,
To the abandoned house,
All walk in,
None come out,
Now it's your turn.

Reviews

[Lucy Morningstar &heart..]

I am so sorry about your nightmares my love, though this is quite the poem. I like how it is color coated (I'm guessing to signify the switch between dreams) and how it's worded. The flash flash bit at the beginning kind of reminds me of the opening of 'Wild Life' a bit, except they say "scratch scratches". In any case, I think this is really well done < 3

[Eryn &#9834;]

Thanks, yeah, they don't seem so bad in hindsight, but they terrified me while having them. Oh well. ^_^ ★

[Lucy Morningstar &hearts;]

^_^ Yeah