Billy Loving

The Nightmare - Poem by Billy Loving

In the middle of the night
I awake in a fight
A reoccurring nightmare
From my subconscious somewhere
An apparition enters my room
With ill attentions, I assume
Holding me down
Making not a sound
I feel as though I may smother
As I try to fight with my cover
Trying to call out for help
But I can't even make a yelp
Paralysis I can't explain
Quandary I can't sustain
My mind wills me to wake
Loss of control, I can't take
Finally my eyes snap open
It's the end of the choking
I look around
Nothing to be found
Vision, so intense
Ending, so immense
Lying my head back down
There is not a sound
I doze back off
In my bed, so warm and soft
A new day is dawning
As I awake in the morning
No semblance of fear
Of the death that seemed so near

Topic(s) of this poem: nightmares

Form: Couplet

Comments about The Nightmare by Billy Loving

  • Margaret O Driscoll (1/3/2016 5:22:00 AM)

    Vivid description of a nightmare, Billy! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 20, 2016

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