Nightmare
Pinned.
Can’t move.
Pressure on my chest.
Gripped by terror.
Can’t breathe.
Heart pounding so hard I’m afraid it will burst from my chest.
Pinned.
Can’t move.
Can’t breathe.
I try to fight, can’t move.
Groan.
I hear “you’re dreaming, wake up”
And reality breaks through the surface of the nightmare.
I awake drenched in sweat, gasping for breath.
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Can’t move.
Pressure on my chest.
Gripped by terror.
Can’t breathe.
Heart pounding so hard I’m afraid it will burst from my chest.
Pinned.
Can’t move.
Can’t breathe.
I try to fight, can’t move.
Groan.
I hear “you’re dreaming, wake up”
And reality breaks through the surface of the nightmare.
I awake drenched in sweat, gasping for breath.
This Is A Theme Thursday Post. Click this link to check out what others have written on the subject of surface.
Comments
Or perhaps they're both the same... underneath the surface.
Thanks so much for coming by and commenting.
so very thin... .
beautifully put.
I feel the need to go out in the garden now!