A Bad Dream

She is afraid, and alone. She can hear noise. She looks around the house, she cant sleep... its all over.

I watch from my window

I look around the room

I hear noises

But I cant make out the sound

What can it be

I am all alone

And my body is full of fear

I cant sleep

Afraid of what might come

I hear the wind howling

And screeching...

I dont know what to do

I start to hear foot steps

I can hear them as the sound begins to get closer

I lay there...

Silent

Trying not to make one move

Not taking one breathe

As the sound gets closer

I can see a figure in the darkness

And it shadow that follows behind it

Nobody was home

I had nothing to protect me

I wanted to scream

I was so petrified...

I didnt want to die

I didnt want this to be the end

The figure came over to where I lay

I could see now that it was a man

In his mid 40s

He pulled out something in his pocket

And moved his hand to my throat

I screamed

.....

And then just like that

It was over

It was the end...

.....

And then I woke up

I took one deap breath

Took a look around

The I closed my eyes

And smiled

Because I was thankful

It was just a bad dream

Reviews

[Bullet Soul]

Dreams like that are so eerie! Great imagery in this poem, you can definitely sense the fear that this person is dealing with throughout the night, lying awake and imagining the worst possible scenarios that could possible happen in the surrounding darkness. Sounds very much like my life at night, haha. A very enjoyable read! :D

[Jason]

Vivid imagery of dream like confusion..., and beauty within euphoria. Great metaphors. Great work. :)

Jay

Dreams can be incredibly vivid and frightening, the smallest dark shape can seem to loom, the wind howls as a wolf would, the closet is just big enough to hold a stranger or a boogie man.
so yes, it's relief when you wake up.

[Jess.]

Very good piece...written very well, and deffinetly kept me interested until the end... =)

[Nyida Strong]

BEEN THERE! Of course my night terror didn't become a poetic telling in which the sudden escape to the waking world saved my character. My nightmare became every woman's nightmare and took shape into a story...

Anyway, this I loved. You pulled me in then slapped me with the rescue at the end. Good job!

N. Strong

[Wolfe Greytome]

TERRIFIC piece!!!!!!!!! You draw the reader in and then hit them with the unexpected to finish it off. A perfect blend of poetic artistry and suspense.