Nightmare

Nightmares seem so real that they take a life on its own and confusing us on what is real and what is the nightmare

I am in room
It is fill with never-ending darkness
I feel around to gauge my surroundings
The room is medium in size

The terror I felt was unmeasurable
I felt the door in front of me
I try to open it
It was locked

I tried with all my might to opening it
Hoping my attempts will yield an open door
Sadly my attempts were in vain
Fear of death starts to creep on me
Regret itches on my soul
Both were tearing at me to no end

Within minutes I hear footsteps
My mind races with what will be next
The door opens quickly
The fluorescent lights blinded me
Quickly my vision recovered

I gave a quick look at the person
It was my gym teacher
He dragged me out
He tossed me out of the dark room
I laid helplessly on the gym floor
Slowly I got up

In front of me was a firing squad
Instead of guns they held dodge balls
They might as well been guns
The gym teacher walked to my side

He put his hand on my shoulder
I looked at the hand and he looked at me
He smiled sinfully
As he walked away he looked over his shoulder
He told me Good Luck

I laughed forcefully
Within seconds the first dodge ball pierced my face
An endless barrage rained down upon me like God's Fury
Bruises and cuts manifested themselves on my body
I was done for
I was on the floor gasping was what seemed my last breath
My gym teacher walked over to me and stood over me
He had a ball in his left hand
He cocked his arm back and then.......
BOOM
I awoke with a start
I was all a dream
Or so I thought til I realized something
I am in room
It is fill with never-ending darkness

Reviews

[JENY]

Mustafa…..aaaa…..!!!
Say your prayers…before going to bed….!!!
You have written about your nightmares…..
In such a way…to evoke fear in the mind of the reader……
Really a nice read….

[Christina May Shanaberg]

This poem reminds me of the movie "Groundhog Day." I hate it when you are having a crummy dream or a nightmare and you wake up to go to the bathroom or something, then when you are asleep, again, it starts over or starts back up where it left off. Simple things can become nightmares, when dreaming. I really loved the content of this poem and your writing. Fine Job!

[deeps]

WOW this is powerful
Very well written as well

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[Dutch Jr.]

I like the way you turn a simple dodge ball game into a nightmare, and the gym teacher seems like the devil in flesh... lol. I also like how you end it, the same way you started it, like it was a never ending nightmare. Nice write.