Nightmare

There was a howl in the darkness

it seemed awfully loud

I thought it woke people

by drawing a crowd.

Loneliness called

the great ruse fell away

misery woke crying

for the absence of play.

No speeches came freely

to stop the cold bell

it rang through the hall

as some slipped into hell.

I felt great unease

this was being objected

noise of the wolf

announced failure protected.

Pockets were empty

there was only reflection

mindset was callous

there was only rejection.

Then a door opened

there was risk in its creaking

I did not run through it

preventing all seeking.

My body wretched

sweated, cried, it was painful

if not for the darkness

I'd be living with label.

All colors still present

were left to turn grey

and hearing turned inward

unknown what they say.

Escape stood at arms length

I begged it for that

but standing not moving

was hardly a fact.

I shook standing still

the shake's came like a torrent

moving in place

became very abhorrent.

All the shaking, the anger

these thing's unforgotten

became like a challenge

my world since begotten.

One is never alone

when nightmares come visit

they approach on the sly

wait and watch through the thicket.

When I awoke in my bed

drenched with sweat and my tears

I knew that my dream

would not reduce fears.

With one tiny slip

one closing of hand

my dream let me know

where my life would land.

so I thank my mind greatly

for storing this subject

and bringing it out

to remind of my prospect.

Nightmare is one thing

reality another

to turn back this clock

means not living with other.