a bit about my Night Terror, what's yours? |
| I lie here gazing, training my eyes on the darkened ceiling above staring into the pixelated blackness of the night. The Eye appears above me, having created itself from the swarming mass of tiny night creatures that make up the darkness. I reach out to touch it and the small creatures disperse only to bond again as I withdraw my hand. The Eye grows and shrinks continually staring through me. I am paralyzed in its gaze and the fear it causes within. This is my Night Terror, the shadow ants creating that horrible all-seeing eye; how the eye looks through me to the depths of my soul. I scream within my mind, try to close my eyes. But the only salvation from this nightmare is to be blinded by the light. Line Count: 28 Free verse |