Nightmare Poem by Amber Glistener

I am tightly sealed in a darkness,
Confined to the extreme,
where nobody hears me banging on the metal ceiling,
of the box that I lay in.

A coffin it seems to be.
Where if I try to escape it becomes hard to breath.
My eyes widen when I come into the realization,
I cannot get out!

I kick,
I scream,
I punch,
I bash against the walls with everything I have.

But it is not enough to escape.
It is not enough to drown out the laughter.
The lies they yell down at me from above.
I cannot see them but I can hear them.

Surly, this is the end.
I will be dead by morn,
but then the truth comes,
more suddenly than before.

I wake up,
sweat pouring from every inch of me,
by the heat of the covers wrapped tightly around me,
and my alarm clock beeping its emotionless curses at me.