red specter

something brushes my cheek as I sleep tiny footsteps perhaps and I awake in the semi-lit room somewhat startled for this is the second time in two nights but on this night I do not simply turn over the dreams, these nightmares of sorts are beginning to extend well past the moment of being awake now propped on one arm I focus my eyes and sweep first across my pillow to the edge and then over the head of my mattress which is inches from the floor I see it not scampering but walking away at a normal gate this bright red spider - mechanical like moving away, towards the corner wait! I'm fully awake and I'm seeing this, the thought occurred my every nerve twitching in icewater it's legs cartoonishly long and thin I watched in stark silence as it bent low and weaved its way through the space between my slippers then behind a box of videos I sat in disbelief again asking myself if I were awake but I knew There was no need to slap myself this time I slowly leaned towards the box and pulled it quickly towards me it was gone and I was still awake still in some place between disbelief and shock how does one escape their nightmares when they cross from dream to reality

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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