I've lived all my life with this plague in my veins.
To see things in the dark that's all in my head.
Sometimes they scare me, others they hurt me,
But everyone says it's not real at all.
But how do you explain the scratches, the bruises.
The pain and the terrors that flash in the darkness.
I've watched these things move from place to place.
And the visions "in my head" I can't erase.
I can't be alone, least not in the dark,
I sleep with a night light.
I'm 17 years old for goddness sakes!
I shouldn't have to live like this.
I've felt fears, I've seen things.
I can't describe it.
But what could be so terrible?
You make the monsters.
They come from your head,
Manifestations of your own creating.
And for me it only gets worse.
So what do I do when I turn out the light?
I hide from the monsters that are "all in my mind."
Author notes
I've lived with night terrors all my life. They'll get better as he gets older, but they may never go away.
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Comments
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i think we all get times like this, sometimes i just have the television light on without the sound and slip into dreams. a good poem.



