The Nightmare Poem by ian adams

The Nightmare



From out of the depths
of this nightmare i dream
a low wail of anguish
reached my ears
lost souls their sleep disturbed
find newfound freedom
from my fear
cries of imprisoned souls
cut through the raw edge
of insanity in my mind
through my nightmare
i hear their awakening
for me its only a matter of time
cries that rise piercingly
out of my dream
as the spirit world enters my head
my soul torment my mind with visions
fading as the night draws near
in my heart
a burning desire
i learnt to control the fear......i awake

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