Walking along a pavement, the roads so known, yet so different,
The streets like a mirage in a fog, I walk with confidence,
I follow the sound of laughter, until I come upon a familiar door,
leaning against it, I find myself in a garden, the door now open,
I hear voices, when my mind starts flashing, memories, moment’s,

Over and Over, the pain in my head building,
Falling to the floor screaming, holding my head,

Wishing it to stop, praying for this to end,
Falling to the floor, yet I continue to fall,
I fall through to another place, one unknown,
I need to get away, I get up and try to run,
Yet find myself back in the same place as I was before…

Repeating, not able to get away, the pain returning,
The memories, the moments, never ending,

Until I woke, Until I was back in the real world

I hate nightmares, why do they torture us so?