#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...
But if they turn into night mares,
And when no one is there to care,
It's better you just open your eyes,
To find what you saw was just a lie...
©ivanmaximusedwin