Open to Interpretation- Original work.
The shadows slide across curtains folded tight.
Fingers gripping sheets, eyes darting left and right.
The silent tapping on the glass, tree shivering in the frost.
A few sanity points the only cost.
Sweat drips from knitted brow while you run to the light.
Panting breaths coming from twisted lungs.
There's no air in here.
Come back to bed dear.
But what about the fear, the fear, the fear.
It's just a wight, no need for fright.
A house speaks as it settles in for the night.
Boards creak underfoot.
No monsters just little talks from shifting timbers.
But what about the fear? my dear.
You are no longer here.
The scissors cut too deep.
They took your heart, its gentle beat, now nothing left, I'm so weak.
The day is too bright, the night full of edges.
Nothing I do can bring back the pages.
Full of love and dancing and song.
When will I be able to move along?
With a snap comes wakefulness, another day fills the sky.
The whole ordeal was just a dream, the end is nigh.
Ambiguous thoughts etching backs of hands.
While I bury the head in the sand.
Just a dream.. just a.. dream.
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