A nightmare woke me up
When the waiting time was over
And my turn was up
This wasn’t stage fright
Or perhaps it was
For my lines were scrambled
And my rosetta stone was lost
A nightmare woke me up
A nightmare woke me up
Where secrets were chaining me up
Against a wall made of dreams
And all that I could have done
A nightmare woke me up
So I turned the light on
And I sat down with my heart
A nightmare woke me up
But it was all in my head
And that was all I needed to know
-Imane Ben
Author’s note:
I’m considering going for a new taste in poetry; a little bit darker. This was my 1st attempt at that. I’d love to hear what you think.
Until next time, be gentle.
Thank you.