Recollections of terror in the night, thankfully not in recent times.
Visions in the dark of night
Hands that held my throat so tight
iron-like grip – terrible sight
Panic seized my heart
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Demonic voices played in head
“Isn’t it time that you were dead ?”
Filled with such an awesome dread
Pierced by fiery dart
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No relief could there be found
Nightly heard that awful sound
choking, in the dark surround
Waking with a start
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Pounding heart, sweaty brow
Quaking body – feel it now
Playing mind games and somehow
Refusing to depart
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Recurring nightmare didn’t cease
‘Til in prayer – I begged release
Turning to the Prince of Peace –
calm He did impart
The last line sums it all up!
Awesome poem
Wow, Alec, that brought out the goose bumps. So well written.
I’ve experienced similar ‘night terrors’ in the past Alec, you express it so well – thankfully the Prince of Peace is always there to save us.
truly a nightmare…:)
wow! very realistic I won’t recommend it as a bed time story :))
Well done Alec.