Night Terrors

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    Night Terrors

    Hold me tight.
    Rock me to sleep with your lullaby
    God only knows how I need you tonight.
    I'm scared of my reflection.

    Sing so sweet.
    Bring me calm, hope, some kind of peace.
    You hold my heart with loving ease.
    But I'm scared of myself and these emotions.

    I'm so terrified.
    Caught myself up in all these lies.
    My emotions control until I die.
    It's why I need you.

    Emotions are free.
    Ripping with pain and destroying me.
    I'm screaming at the wall where you can't see,
    How fragile I am.

    Muzzle my cries.
    So lost in the holocaust behind my eyes.
    Never has the dark been so full of spies.
    The night that once protected me.

    I scare myself.
    I can tell you but no one else.
    Can't see past my personal hell
    For any light.

    I'm terrified
    So much I hid and silently cried
    So quick I silently lied.
    So afraid to ask for help.

    I'm so fucking alone.
    In my head there is no home.
    Comatose cold down in my bones.
    I just give up.

    My last breath to take.
    My final scream and final stand to make
    My nails across my eyes will rake
    Praying the sacrilege of the long dead

    In these midnight hours
    I'm awash in the showers
    Of mighty and evil powers
    Becoming the beast with no soul

    I need morning light
    To begin some kind of new life
    Living it in terror of the night.
    Where I'll destroy myself again.

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    DeepEclipse commented on Night Terrors

    04-15-2009

    A poem full of feeling. I like how you started off each stanza. It made it feel as if the poem was crying out to itself.

    WordSlinger commented on Night Terrors

    04-01-2009

    I gave this a 9 I love this line So lost in the holocaust behind my eyes. So intelligent

    dahlusion commented on Night Terrors

    03-28-2009

    A Gothic gem of midnight beauty expressed in succulent poetic form.

    TERESA0519 commented on Night Terrors

    03-27-2009

    lot's of feeling in this

    dangedmanjr commented on Night Terrors

    03-24-2009

    very insightful...

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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