Sunday, 12 April 2015

Nightmare

That something,
something inside you
resurfaces
(your consciousness? your soul? )
from beneath,
the many layers
of your mind.
You open your eyes
reluctantly,
seems like
the air has been
punched out of your guts
leaving you
gasping for breath.
You get up
dazed,
with a parched throat
and that uncomfortable giddiness.
That twinge 
in your stomach
confirms,
reminds you:

You were there.

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