if i die before i wake
Sleep is normally oblivion
but for me, its a nightmare that I live in.
Haunting dreams and scary thoughts.
My mind ties up in knots.
Brutal murders, wars and fights
Fill up my evenings and nights.
Unnerving thoughts come and fade,
terrible memories I had not bade.
Fear creeps deep into my bones,
my head full of reoccuring groans.
At night, I'm afraid to go to bed.
Everything I see is red.
Wails pierce the silence that I hear
Terror seems so utterly near.
Heaven my soul should take,
if I die before I wake.
(PS: this is a response to a movie, not my actual feelings xox)
This poem is about:
Our world