#WritcoPoemPrompt82
At night when I lay in bed,
As I drift towards my sleep,
When the eve becomes shadowy red,
My slumber has begun deep,
I don't know when I am in a dream, I imagine it's real,
I could meditate on a woman,
I could feel sensations that trigger my emotions, hear myself screaming when my nightmare peaks in it's horrifying captivity,
Happy to awaken in shivering madness, I type this nightmare in my dream journal, I looked in the mental mirror, I was ghost of my female personality, She walks around dropping her clothing in the ocean, picks up seashells and laughs menacingly