Nightmare

It's a cold Thursday night, I'm lying at your side,

eyes closed, steady breathing.

I dream about losing you

and I wake up screaming your name.

Tangled in my covers and 

surrounded by the nightmare that consumed me.

I'm in your arms, shaking violently

Crying loud sobs and listening to reassurance.

Your soothing words make a home in my heart

and suddenly I'm drifting off into another

sleepy state, my eyes shutting quietly.

I don't dream afterwards

but when I wake up, know that I was

glad to find that I was with you.

Reviews

[willweb]

This is beautiful. This poem really touched me today. The love is evidient in your words and it felt real so that the reader can become one with the piece. I really enjoyed this poem.