I came with broken bones - Poetry Collection- 2010

Nightmares are mixed with confusion

Sweating, tearing, screaming

Horrid things cloaked in black

Lies

Truths

Secrets

Hiding, waiting, sneering

Waiting for a prey

It's too real, it's like I can feel everything

Is it real? Is this reality?

The darkest part of my mind when I sleep

That part which chooses to rip and tear the insides of my mind?

To choose me as its prey for terror and slick and slither like a snake to find my

Fear's?

Why does it seem really, more than reality?

When I wake from these terrors I'm betrayed by reality

What is real?

What is fake?

I'm lost and worried

Scared to know...

Scared to see....

What is true reality?