Nightmares Poem by Mel. D.

With the night come fears,
But I can't show my tears.
Holding it in all these years
Is harder than it appears.

Instead I will laugh
And lose my grip
On my more sane half.

During the night Sleep will come
And make me into its victim.
I laugh as the nightmares blossom,
Showing things I could never fathom.

I won't wake up this time,
Staying trapped in sleep,
Being punished for uncommitted crime.

In the night they make pain;
Never settling for the mundane.
It's a game from which Sleep can't abstain
As we play in my dreaming brain.

My screams are what Night's after.
I will not obey its desire.
Instead, I drown in insane laughter.