Rubber Ducky Poetry Hour

PoeticWitch · 10-21-2016, 01:14 PM

I lay myself down
Praying for dreams
Praying for the sweetest of dreams
Sweet dreams are made of these
But not for me
The Night Mares are stampeding
Through my dreams
Trampling the fields
The fields of love, life, and laughter
They surround me
Stamping their hooves
Fire in their eyes
Smoke coming out in puffs
From their noses
I spin in circles
Looking for a path of escape
But there is no way for me
To escape the rampaging Night Mares
They raise up
And down they come
Crushing me with their hooves
Breaking and smashing my bones
Overwhelming me with fear and pain
That follows me into the light of day
As I wake covered in a cold sweat
My heart beating so hard
I cannot catch my breath
As I cannot wipe the Night Mares from my mind

10-21-2016, 01:14 PM	#36
PoeticWitch Member How Do You Identify?: Queer... that is all you get Preferred Pronoun?: um... she.. I think... shrug call me anything that pleases ya Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Toledo, Ohio Posts: 562 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 172 Thanked 1,131 Times in 377 Posts Rep Power: 7056675	The Night Mares I lay myself down Praying for dreams Praying for the sweetest of dreams Sweet dreams are made of these But not for me The Night Mares are stampeding Through my dreams Trampling the fields The fields of love, life, and laughter They surround me Stamping their hooves Fire in their eyes Smoke coming out in puffs From their noses I spin in circles Looking for a path of escape But there is no way for me To escape the rampaging Night Mares They raise up And down they come Crushing me with their hooves Breaking and smashing my bones Overwhelming me with fear and pain That follows me into the light of day As I wake covered in a cold sweat My heart beating so hard I cannot catch my breath As I cannot wipe the Night Mares from my mind __________________ Things happen, no rhyme or reason, either learn from it and grow. Or don't and fail this part of life.