Nightmare

On my way to a fun night,
car breaks down, an unknown site,
glimpse up at the dim moonlight,
heartbeat marches to pure fright.

Blood pressure does jumping jacks,
views that surround are pitch black,
equilibrium, out of wack,
hear my own inner voice crack.

Goosebumps come out for a peek,
cold sweat does not drip, it leaks,
both knees buckle, head feels weak,
strong paralysis feels bleak.

Both palms become water streams,
step from the car, hear loud screams.
Gasp for air but inhale steam,
pull myself out from this dream.

Open eyes then gasp for air,
chills raise follicles of hair,
pant away all tense despair,
go to sleep without a care.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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  1. Really amazing dream sequence. Permit me to echo back my favorite of your marvelous verses. Really brilliant imagery here:

    “Goosebumps come out for a peek,
    cold sweat does not drip, it leaks,
    both knees buckle, head feels weak,
    strong paralysis feels bleak.”

    – Sublime!

  2. Felt every word of this one…my own blood pressure was doing jumping jacks reading it! Well written, Grace! πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž

  3. Even though your poem was called ‘Nightmare’, I got quickly carried away into it, and the suspense was so realistically expressed that I was on the edge of my seat reading your words. I was glad to realise in the end that it had been a nightmare. Wonderful piece of writing, Grace. Xx πŸ’•

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