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Night of Terrors

  • Keya Ramesh
  • Sep 26, 2019
  • 1 min read

Crawl into safety,

Warm in my covers,

Surrounded with everything that smells like m.

The comfort of being at home in my own skin...

I close my eyes, the darkness engulfs me,

The silence is screaming so loud,

Screaming to awaken me,

I ignore it, shutting myslef off attempting to sleep.

Understand how I said attempt

Jolting awake, grabbing at my surroundings,

A hand already placed over my mouth to muffle the screams,

The heat radiating off of me

A silent prayer goes through my mind that I haven't woken anyone

It's been the same... since it happened...

It's a replay, like a broken cassette,

All the emotions, everything relived,

I touch my cheek, only realising that it's stained with tears

Why can't I shut it off?

 
 
 

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