NightmareA Poem by Matt M.
Nightmare
I wake up dripping in sweat, twas a nightmare, no need to fret, Pitch black and unaware, I can no longer see anymore, I walk and open the door, " TURN BACK BEWARE" I hear that gargling snare Then a pair of eyes with a nasty stare.
© 2013 Matt M.Author's Note
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1 Review Added on October 15, 2013 Last Updated on October 15, 2013 AuthorMatt M.Gilbert , AZAboutI’m 22 years old. I’ve come a long ways from here on this website. Been on here since 2014 when I was in high school. I’ve been absent for the last few years. It’s always on an.. more..Writing
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