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The medication is beginning to wear thin
Night terrors return, with a frantic fury
Evoking strange visions, conjuring the dark
Encapsulating me, like a jail cell, but the bars!
Claustrophobia has nothing on these feelings
Like solitary confinement, there’s no escape
I’m trapped in my own fear, flailing my arms
Still you sleep, with me screaming on the inside
And you not hearing on the outside, please wake up!
Unlock this oubliette, find the door to set me free
I call your name, no response, the silence deafens
My heart, racing, beating, as it longs to release
Scattered breaths, this taunting inside me
And when it finally does, I am spent, and you wake
Realizing, this is my life, this is how I cope with it
I panic, it attacks, with no cavalry to rescue me
No savior, only me, finally fighting my way out
The easiest way to deal with this, is to not sleep
So I don’t, and I won’t, and I can’t live like this
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