Under my sheets
Chill down my spine that creeps
Want to wake up
But bond in a dream
I seek for help
But no one notice
Thousands of snakes
Millions of spiders
The dream doesn’t seem fake
Bitten by nicks
Tiny attacking ticks
I want to run
I see other laugh as if it is fun
I can’t move
I can’t see
I can’t speak
I want to wake up
Then a mouth of a cobra comes to kill me
I scream
Then I wake up
It’s just a dream, its just a dream
I dreamed a dream
Mom comes in
“are you ok” she asks
Yeah maybe
Turn out the lights
A head back to sleep
Then I have the dream again
A week later
Then the next
And the next
How can I dream something
That contradicts my personality
I am strong I have a voice
Is there something I fear?
Something that brings me to tears
I don’t know I see this dream, every week
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