Poetry for the night… Just a dream

Waking, sleeping, turning
Every night the same procedure
Finding nothing
But sweaty sheets beneath you

Haunted by the same
feeling of fright
Always in my head

Dreaming, hoping, feeling,
Every night the same misery
Finding nothing
But horrid emotions

Turning around and
finding yourself
Alone.

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Copyright Text Picture Jasmin Türemis

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