September 2, 2010
By jordan nicholls SILVER, North Salem, New York
jordan nicholls SILVER, North Salem, New York
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All seems well
As you fall
Turns to hell
Those dreams you cannot stall

Starting calm
That doesn’t last
You are then alarmed
All alone until your fear has past

Evil is all around
Nothing you can do
You just want to be safe and sound
You don’t have a clue

You are then awake
Quivering in the wind of your imagination
You can do nothing but shake
You then realize one important bit of information

It was a dream

The author's comments:
I wrote this piece because I was thinking how realistic nightmares are and how scary they can become so i wrote a poem about them

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