This is no dream, more like a nightmare.
Kicking and Thrashing, tangles my hair,
The memories flood, wishes fall through,
And the spinning leaves me confused.
A silent scream wakes me to the dark endless night
“it’s just a dream.” My whisper hanging in the air
‘No’ I think, more like a nightmare.

Pull my knees to my chest, fill my heart with regrets,
That the dream has re-surfaced again.
I slowly uncurl, and my feet hit the floor, as I step off my small tower of safety.
One step at a time, I take the stairs down
When the little girl reminds me of fears
Of spiders and darkness and falls off the tree, and most of all being alone.

Step after step, creak before creak,
The tears are flooding a river.
Dripping and dropping, leaving a trail, like memories I shook long ago.
I sit on the floor, just one step to the door,
The door that hides the unknown.

Hold my head in my hands, wipe away tears, and think about those that I love.
A weak laugh escapes as I think of how silly I’ve been.
“It’s just a dream.” I say again, but pray to the Heavens it’s true.
I sit on the floor, the tears slowly pouring, then I realize it’s five minutes till two!
I get up off the ground, and set off with a frown, back to my tower of safety.

Who would have guessed that only my room would be the true doom, waking me up once again.
The last step in front, but missing the edge, I fall into darkness once more.
I wake with a fright, to a startling sight,
I had never left my small room!

This is no dream, more like a nightmare.
Kicking and Thrashing, tangles my hair,
The memories flood, wishes fall through,
And the spinning leaves me confused.
A silent scream wakes me to the dark endless night
“it’s just a dream.” My whisper hanging in the air
‘No’ I think, more like a nightmare