Reflection of fears

This is bits and pieces of a nightmare that keeps happening.

A story playing over and over in my head

Is it a nightmare? 

A memory?

Or a dream?

Same old images and events fill me with dread

They make me want to run , hide and scream

A head full of pounding rage to strike 

How could they do this?

I can't let them this time

Passing a mirror to stop them, I look so ghost like

I start to run,. the clock starts chiming its the same old rhyme

I run faster but always get there to late

Scooping my limp sister into my arms

Tears stain my face as I realize this is fate 

Life's charms are only illusions of its hidden harms

Waking with a sweat cold on my back I bolt up

Vigorously rubbing my eyes I try to remember the haze

I sit there staring at the wall terrified and shooken up 

This nightmare has been repeating its self for days

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I think about my past

Then getting up I went to the kitchen for a drink

My reflection in my drink is agast

I sit down for another sleepless night 

Reviews

[Vatsal Rohilla (account..]

A very deep poem indeed. Well-written and strongly expressing the emotions.

[outspoken1234]

thank you very much