Sleep Paralysis (REM Pollution)

A Poem by Cahjli Symes

Waking from an astral travel
not inside my home.
I'm dying all alone.
Inside my sleep,
I can not breathe.

But I can feel the terrors
stalking beside the bed.
Gun to my head.
Why can't they just squeeze
and put me to rest?

I hear them talking s**t,
while they're wearing crosses.
Do you even know that your
house is haunted?
Do you even care when I dream
that I vomit?
Do YOU f*****g care that
I'm touched in my sleep?!

No you don't f*****g care
and I know that you know.
I don't want your pity or
f*****g remorse.

I'm not f*****g crazy,
I have scars to show.