Nightmare
another nightmare
i wake up –
and as the canvas –
begins to fade
as the colours –
of the nightmare –
began to run and melt
i ask to be held
why does it happen?
why do –
these nightmares –
invade my precious sleep
i can see them coming
i feel the rush –
of ghostly air
and then there they are
another nightmare
i remember –
someone once said
that as people –
we are just a gateway
and some of us –
are old, deep inside
and some of the dead –
are looking for a ride
another nightmare
James Garratt – Monday 28th September 2006
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Nightmare – Written Monday 28th September 2006 (Aged 31)
