
at night I wrestle
with thoughts,
with worries,
I awake in a sweat
Heart pounding,
I still see before me
remnants of water
running down the walls
closing eyes, slowly opening
oh it was only a dream
but the same always water
down the walls
I waited 4 then 5
now I rise still shaken
why this dream?
water that streams
the seeps and ruins
now water from my eyes
am I sad?
no, yet why tears?
am I forlorn?
no, I always hope
am I scared?
I fear nothing
why this water?
thoughts arrests my mind
I hate recurring dreams. They seem to me to do with fear.
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That giant is going down!!
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So familiar to me…
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