Tossing and turning in my bed
My headache rages
Fueled by loneliness and pain
Anguish bubbles
Running down my cheeks
Staining the pillow beneath me
Words whisper in my mind
Yours and mine
The sheets cold where you should be
Only darkness
Your light hidden from me
Desperation
Pulls me under
Wrestling me to sleep
Then I dream
I dream
A nightmare
A fantasy
This is where you’re real to me
Breath on my skin
Your body pressed close to mine
I’m breathing
But it’s not real
Awakened again in my misery
Shivering
Cold reality returns to me
My nightmare
My fantasy
Praying to a God not listening
Tossing and turning in my lunacy
Wow, stunning nightmare form.
ReplyDeleteDitto Carrie!
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