Ambushed by tainted memories penetrating
the dark night.
imaginary, fantasy, or terribly desperate dreams
of calamity spinning
your mind into a woven dark sphere;
an insomniacs fears…
Dreading the pillow in which your head lays upon
each night as the moon peaks through
Dreading the covers may engulf you, strangle you.
Finally, you manage to shut out the intrusive
pulsating noise that has disrupted you all along.
You sleep until dawn, yet not refreshed.
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