He's My Nightmare Poem by Crystal Pierce
He's My Nightmare
He is my nightmare.
The man with no face,
chases me around the place.
He quickens his pace,
this man with no face.
He is my nightmare
He has no name,
but scaring me is his game.
I now know without a doubt
that I have no way out.
He is my nightmare
I try to get away,
but it goes the same way.
He chases me,
he won't let me be.
He is my nightmare
He tortures me in my sleep,
and I wake up with a scream instead of a peep.
He seems to always be in my happy place.
He's the man with face.
He is my nightmare.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 5:47:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi chryssie, Wonderful poem. The man with no face, who scares you in your nightmares, vanishes for ever, once you reduce him to the paper.... er.. computer... The poem conjures up your emotions with ease and the words create a nightmarish atmosphere. Proves again your talent as a poet. Do write more and share. Regards -unnikrishnan