#WritcoPoemPrompt37
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams...
Having some control between being awake and the land of rest
I've seen the family come together
Sleep being the first cousin of death.
I go to speak and the words won't come out.
Probably because I'm scared shitless caught up in a nitemare no doubt.
I'm at the edge of the cliff and swear I'm gonna jump
I done knocked over everything in my room
Everybody in the house yelling
shut the hell up!
Here we go again another night of sleeping drama
A grown ass woman scared as hell
Somebody please call my momma.
It's all my fault and I'm the one to blame
Check the closet and under the bed.
My scared ass ain't playing no games.
Laugh if you want, I don't care how you feel
I refuse to die in my sleep
To hell with all the bullshit....
The boogie man is real🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣