Restless Dreams Poem by Michael Peterson

First the dreams came
The nightmares followed
The pounding sounds in the mind
More intense, deeper the sleep
The cold sweats, dripping wet
The shocking wakes ups
Heart pounding rapidly, breathing heavy
Frightening images, hazy scenes
Endless fears, many tears
Death looking in, life looking out
2: 06 am the magic time, never fails
Jumping up, looking all around
No coffins, no Hearse
Waking up, thinking real
Why is it happening every night
Is it a sign or just a dream?
Make it stop, becoming restless
Very tired, exhausting life
Will this cycle ever end?