A Darken Trance

A Darken Trance 

When the moon is shining 

The demons arrive in my dreams 

Dark and leaving a feeling of fear 

Leaving the body in a trance 

Seeing the darken figures i try to run 

But my hands are locked my legs are shackled 

Finally see some light out out of this small corner window 

i see my skin is full of cuts and the burning of the blood 

As if i had been burnt to a crisp 

Woken up with a loud consecutive bang 

Seeing these three people walking up to me 

Knowing from the voices its a female and two males 

Beginning to mumble some words 

Being so out of it its hard from me to know what they say 

Closing my eyes trying to go somewhere better then in a chamber 

Saying some one help some one help 

Waking up from a sleep un like no other  

Shaking, sweats, tears 

Coming out of the trance 

I begin to see a happy safe place 

And realize i just lived in a nightmare 

Of a darken trance 

Author's Note

This is an actual nightmare i had

Reviews

[A Soap Mess Stories]

That must have been some nightmare...the stress and turmoil was felt in this piece...good write...

[Lover Of Words]

Yes it was a bad nightmare thank you very much

[Coyote Poetry]

This is a scary nightmare. Dreams are the pathway to real life. This dream mean stress and need to be set free for a time. I get wild dreams because of my work. I know I need a better job. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Jon of York]

When I have had a similar dream, I am so glad to re-awake to find it was only a nightmare. I had most of my nightmares as a young boy when we lived in N. Africa, France and England. I not sure if where we are and how we are feeling when we go to sleep doesn't affect our dreams. The scariest nightmare I ever had, was when I was four and my family was living in Casablanca, Morocco. I wrote it into my book and excerpted it here:
From "The Call"
The scene suddenly changed. I thought I woke up and found
myself staring into the eyes of the most hideous creature I had ever
imagined. Its eyes were glowing malevolent red coals. Its face was
grotesque, goat-cruel, gloating, decadent. It had menacing black
horns, twisted, long and sharp. Its mouth was open, ready to
consume me. Its breath was foul and nauseating. Saliva drooled out.
Then it vomited all over me. A diabolical laugh from this fiend cut
right through me. I tried to scream but I was paralyzed. Finally after
what seemed ages my primal scream came to the surface. I think I
woke the whole abbey and possibly the convent too.
“Brother Jon. Brother Jon, come out of it. You were dreaming,”
said Brother James, shaking my shoulders.
My eyes gradually focused on the face of Brother James in the
moonlit room. I said, “That was no dream, but the face of Hell itself. If
I never see that face again, it will be too soon.”

[Lover Of Words]

Wow thank you very much for the insight on my poem i greatly appreciate it

[SpeedyHobbit Armstrong]

This sounds like an extremely creepy dream! I felt like i was right there next to you unseen experiencing all of these horrors for myself. Good writing.

[The Nude Writer]

Wow! A very dark nightmare for sure! Well written

[Lover Of Words]

Did i surprise you? LOL thank you dear

[Sami Khalil]

I guess according to your poem trances can be good or bad depending on what we experience. I don't know for sure if nightmares or dreams are considered forms of trances but I can see it in daydreaming or lucid state or hypnotic state too......I could be wrong...Enlighten us if you have more info...Thank you for sharing.

[Lover Of Words]

These trances are after i have came out of the dreams I guess you can say its just straight fear... thanks for reading

[Sami Khalil]

OK. That explains it wonderfully...You are welcome...:).................

[Lover Of Words]

Glad i can help you understand :)

[Sami Khalil]

You did...You are welcome...:)...................