Nightmare Tigers.

A poem i wrote after an odd dream i had. Let me know what you think, feedback is greatly appreciated.


I awake in one piece, but she still claws at my mind.
It felt so real this time but it's false, just as fake and futile as before.
He's pacing across my eyelids, singing and screaming in time.
refusing to open my eyes i think of how gracefully we fell to the floor.
I roll over and scream nothingness into my bed sheets, hoping somehow they hear me.

Its only six-am but I can't lie back down.
No matter what I have to get up and out of this misery.
Tossing away insanity I stumble as my feet hit the ground.
Such a beautiful pain mustn't be forgotten.
The image spends most of the morning taking hold of me.
Such a beautiful pain mustn't be forgotten.