poetry

nightmares

No one gives a fuck about my nightmares

No use in isolating when I’m right here

Dissociating during the day

Catching up on sleep always

Who’d give a fuck about my nightmares?

Waking up in a cold sweat

Feeling low and scared of death

Dissociating at night

That’s not me sitting by the light

Waking up in a cold sweat

And it’s a sick sad cycle

Nothing ever seems to change

Lucid dreaming but

I can’t seem to stay awake

Someone please help me

It’s getting pretty lonely

White faces and ghosts

Losing the ones I love the most

Save me from my nightmares

When I realize it’s a dream

I still can’t wake up

Who would’ve thought my greatest enemy

Would be my own brain?