Nightmares before bed

guilt and fear come to life

They come every night without fail

Terrified even before I turn off the lights

I fear what they will do

Of what they will show

 

They are all there

Everyone has something to bring

Another memory

Another image I constantly wish to forget

 

The small girl,

Drowned in her own tears

Her yellow dress is drenched and faded

Her arms, hips, legs

All covered in cuts.

Cuts I inspired.

Cuts I tried and failed to stop.

I know her today as an old, lost friend

Alive and well.

But I had ruined her childhood

And now her childhood ruins me.

 

 

 

The young man,

His noose still tied firmly around his neck.

His pale sleeves still stained red.

And the rest of him,

Soaked in rain.

All as I had found him that night

Once he was my best friend

My greatest love

I couldn’t stop him!

I tried damn it!

There was nothing I could do!

He had his own choice to make!

So why does my guilt bring him to life each night?

The friend I knew would not haunt someone like this…

 

Then there is the worst of all

 For he does not only come in the night

Day and night he clings

Like a leach to my sanity

He is the most vicious of them all.

He knows my secrets and my dreams

He knows my fears and my desires

He does not only feed on guilt and fear

No no…he devours me all till I am nothing left

Author's Note

these are real fears. i tried to add some symbolism in there with the colors. hope you like it

Reviews

[Lily Finch]

nice piece

[Boy of the red]

thank you!

[Pax]

fears always haunts us ~ but it's a choice.... that we could overcome...
a very haunting piece, like the echoes of your will to survive...
great write my friend!

[Boy of the red]

thank you very much! in my absence i have been working on them, facing my fears. just old memories that will stay with me forever. although i failed them they inspired me to help all i can.

[InsanityWriter]

So powerful. This is a truly amazing piece. :) Well done.

[Boy of the red]

Thank you very much

[francis]

nice piece. nightmares could be horrible you know

[Boy of the red]

Haha o I know

[Monster ^.^]

Spooooooky. And to think I'm in my room with the lights off!

[Boy of the red]

Haha some nights I can't stand it

[Holly Mason]

rest is not for you
lay to rest these things give them a funeral-really put these thoughts in a box and lay them properly to rest
these are things no one should have to sleep with-guilt and fear=tragedy
you have penned this very well truly
thank you for sharing

[Boy of the red]

thank you

[Jack...]

It is funny the things that live with us each day and haunt us in the form of memories we had to to have forgotten a long time ago. Very sad, but bringing these to the light mau help them to dissipate some. very nicely done.

[Boy of the red]

thank you my friend

[RachelReaper]

It seems like you've seen things, real things, that nobody needs to see. I can tell that they are real fears, its the way you write them, the emotion is real. Its powerful, because you know the pain behind it.

[Boy of the red]

thank you

[RachelReaper]

your welcome :)

[AWickedMoon]

Such an amazing poem, very vivid.

[Boy of the red]

thank you very much

[Carolann Dowsett]

This is amazingly deep and raw, a pouring out of your heart and soul onto the page. It took me into you pain and your fears and your guilt. A guilt that one day you will have to let go of so you can heal. A great write.

[Boy of the red]

Thank you

[Carolann Dowsett]

Welcome :)