Nightmare

Nightmare.

I Ach, as my throat closes.
Pupils dilates, with bloody veins surrounding
Like a marble...cold...and empty.

Finger nails hurt,
as I scratch and scratch.
Make this pain go away,
and leave forever.

I miss a part of myself & who I am.
Attempting to keep my innocence & Freedom.
I miss my smile, and good dreams...
Now all I get are night mares.