Stanley Abrams

Dream

Like a blanket of peace,
Laid across the resting adventurer
Who now prepares for his journey.

To where?
Anywhere of course!

And as the night wears on, that which once seemed like a heavenly bliss
Turns into a dark monster, lurking just out of sight.

And as it steals across the room
Taking with it all memory of joy
Happiness,
Laughter.

The cool sweat drips to the floor
The Dreamer moans while sleeping,
A dog barks.

Now the Dreamer, who once lay in heaven's arms,
Lies tortured by dark thoughts of demons.

Just as the demons come in to take the peace once possessed by the Dreamer,
The Sun rises and dispels the evil, like a fiery blaze,
That cuts through doubt and deception,
Like a lightning bolt, illuminating the sky.

And always the Dreamer will remember,
That it will be over.


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