Nightmares

Jul 29

Night time descends with a crushing darkness.
Into the abyss my mind travels.
Great desire for rest, great fear of the fall.
Hoping this time it won't hurt so much.
To allow sleep allows the subconscious to take over.
My heart thumping, lungs squeezing, legs shaking.
All I want is some peace, from the past and present.
Reruns of my worst hours is what I am offered.
Each time I awake with a jolt and swallow a scream.
Shake it off, try again, a new day will dawn.