Peaceful Nightmares

This is a simple poem about how it feels to be alone every night.

Peaceful Nightmares
By
Andrew Martin

She’s sitting close to me,
And I wrap my arm around her,
Pulling her in tight.
She welcomes my touch,
And draws herself closer,
In my embrace.

She’s looking up at me, and I look down at her.
I can’t see her face because the light is dim,
But I smile, and I know she’s smiling back.
She rests her head on my chest,
And draws her legs in tight,
Until she’s completely relaxed.

I can feel her warmth,
As if she were a part of me,
A part of my very soul.
The warmth is comforting, peaceful, serene.
I feel complete with her there,
Filling my heart with love.

Then, it all goes black,
And I can’t see anything at all.
I feel her body get lighter,
And she starts to slip away from me.
I try madly to catch her,
But in my blindness I grasp only air.

Crying out in despair, I realize the truth.
She wasn’t real,
It never happened.
It was all a dream.
I’m lying in bed,
And I’m all alone.