The nightmares are getting worse.
I can't sleep for fear I'll have one.
There are no "good nights" anymore.
I toss and turn,
I struggle to get comfortable,
I dose off for a bit,
And then wake up crying and sweating,
Because I had another nightmare.
Why can't I forget?
Two years have gone by.
Two years of my life gone.
Spent trying to forget what happened.
But I can't forget,
Because the nightmares won't let me.
They force me to relive the past.
They won't let me move forward.
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Poems and Other Mindless Ramblings
PoetryThis is my first ever Wattpad book, so it probably isn't great. These are just poems and ramblings that I did either on my own time or for school.
