I have had a nightmare that reoccurs at least once a week for over a year now. I thought I had it defeated a couple of hours ago. I thank God for my two very large dogs who, in coming to my rescue, revealed the truth to a broken mind. I cannot tell you of the tears of frustration that came at the end...which you shall read.
The End of a Nightmare?
You make a grown man scream in fear.
But his voice paralyzed, no one can hear.
You make the shades flutter and things fly on a calm night.
You blow like a hurricane even with the windows shut tight.
You sneak up and restrain my hands.
No words from you, but you message this man understands.
An instinctual evil, implying great harm.
I had you; I grabbed you... I cried out an alarm.
I felt you flesh, muscle and tendon, soft like mine.
I know if not paralyzed by fear I’d have snapped your spine.
You tried to pull away but I held fast.
You feared ME
, oh what a contrast.
Now I have you, now to end the hours of sleep you steal.
I call my dogs, and hope to prove you are real.
I imagine them both, with great jaws chewing your soft flesh.
I call one dog’s name, they both come at my call of distress.
I hold your arm or leg right to their jowls
Expecting to hear their deep, throaty growls.
All I hear are whines of confusion.
Damn you! You are simply an illusion!