Nightmare

A Poem by beautifulblade

6/9/15

There were so many days
where -- silence -- was louder
than my words
and unwritten poetry
sang lullabies of better days.

There were so many nights
when my sorrows
-- outnumbered the stars --
and the moon was all that
that lit the dark forest
lining the path
to my future.

Dreams carried me
on clouds of -- hidden emotions --
raining my tears down to the earth
until I thought my pain surely
would have drowned;

but that was never the case
when I opened my eyes.

My pillowcase was always stained
with salty evidence of -- suffering, --
and the wrinkles in the fabric
reflected monsters
in my memories.