Dream World Pt. I Poem by John Ackerman

Dream World Pt. I

last night I had a reacurring dream
of a man injecting a needle in his arm while holding a baby
there was cobwebs and darkened portals illuminated throughout the duration
could make out features of demonic nature in the man's face
in the dream I ran fast towards the door but it was locked
frantic I felt helpless almost liquified jello in state
screams of Satanic laughter came through the hallways
alone I stayed in the silence of my thoughts

a black cat was at the door with a fierce look on its face
blood was on the ceiling and on the walls
this was a house of horror to say the least
a good Steven king thriller couldn't come close to this
then with a hiss the cat moved and the door was opened so I ran
faster and faster away in the night into a vast forest
still not looking back but in an instant fell head long from a prompted log below my step

a hand caught my grip and pulled me up but as soon as I could say thanks the figure vanished
the forest was darkened owl howling the wind in my hair
a sorted scene wherby Pan would come out and play his flute
yet in the distance there were eyes looking back at me with fierce fangs that bite dripping blood off side
I began to run away and hide
my stomach was tied up in knots
then I awoke to what?