Night Terror
By butch
Sometimes, as I lie awake, in that half-dream state, the limbo between sleep, and, not asleep, I feel this undeniable fear, creeping into my throat, a crushing weight, pressing down on me, holding me, motionless, breathless, perfectly still, paralized, unable to move, not even my eyes, afraid I might glimpse, something I don't want to see, meeting terror intimately, the darkness keeping secret, that which I must know, moments assuming the face, of impassable time, realizing the full impact, of being alone, to meet the incubus, and, not be able to run, then to awake at last, and, remember that, this dream came before, and, laugh, not too loudly, for fear that this feeling, might occur again, hoping that sleep can be found, to end this night, and, awaken in fresh morning bliss....... Written November 13th, 2001 © on Nov 13 2001 11:22 AM PST 10 • 0
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"Sometimes, as I lie awake,..."