(62) They Are Coming

They are coming, getting closer
I try hard but can not awaken

They are coming, getting closer
This is no dream, I was mistaken

They are coming, searching for me.
If only I could escape somewhere.

They are coming, searching for me.
I am trapped in this nightmare.

They are coming, stalking now.
Who will be there to hear my cry?

They are coming, stalking now.
Please help me, I do not want to die.

They are coming, they have my scent.
All I want is to come out of this dream.

They are coming, they have my scent.
All is left for me is to scream.

They are coming, they are here.



copyright Chris Smith 2011

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

I assume these are the hounds of hell nippin at your heels It feels like that

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Oh wow! Scary Chris.........wonderful!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

the dread throughout this poem is visceral and powerful~ I really love the fact that you did not name 'them' and allowed the readers to fill in the blank for themselves with their own pinpoints of fear~

[fargone]

an interesting piece of dark dreamscare, chris. holds all the night-time terrors within. good one, my friend.