Lightning clashes
Thunder booms
sky drizzling rain
upon the moon
I walk among creatures
of the night
Among things one
would never see
in daylight
You dream of us
waking in a cold sweat
thinking
we are things
best not met
Bed sheets are soaked
they seem Alive
Start moving around your throat
to tie
You gasp trying to
Scream
sounds of your resist
Swallowed
by a dream
As you slowly realize
you are not awake and
have nothing at stake
Rolling over Trying to sleep
Won't think of us
but start to weep
You lay all alone
in bed
Hoping to
convince yourself we are
just in your head
You feel a presence
in the room and
know this bed of dreams
will be your tomb
Comments
I frightened
I is not going to bed anymore.
Good write and why so long away.
There are many more things to do here now.
Weirdelf's new workshop seems a good place to start welcome back,
Yours Ian.T
Thank you!!
I have been having technical difficulties
but am back if not for a brief moment
ahhh .. enjoyable while I last! lol
PRECIOUS
Precious, this word always makes me smile now, after seeing "Lord of the Rings"
I loved the character Gollum his Alter Ego was called Precious, and it was such what I thought a lovely relationship.
Will look out for more of your writes,
Yours Ian.T
Alter egos
I am one containing many
inside
outside
always
forever more
Precious
Great to see you putting your name forward for the Weirdelfs (Jess) workshop, he is probably still sleeping, so it will be a while before he answers LOL, Aussies seem to be in another world from us..
Yours Ian.T
thats the best place to live!
other worlds, well
our own worlds
built upon and
crushed down by only us
I hope to be a part of the
workshop