The breakdown of my dreams.
Inception has arrived.
Support is on its way it seems.
The beginning of an almost everlasting end.
The era of gentle heartbeats.
Where sleep will be my friend.
Insomnia
Insomnia hits again.
I’m sick of the bad dreams hunting my distorted brain.
My eyes want to sleep so bad.
But my heart feels deeply sad.
Because sleep for me is like a trip to hell.
Because sleep only has horror stories to tell.
M.P.Yasmine
Nightmare
I am surrounded with trees.
In the distance a woman appears.
The moment I see and recognize.
She takes me by horrific surprise.
In one second she is in front of me.
Her eyes are all I can see.
Standing so close.
I can feel the tip of her nose.