The reality of sleep

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We were Sat in utter darkness
just the orange street light
bleeding through the curtain edge.
We argued, as sisters do
Silence interrupted by voices
and her face is alight.
I ponder the doors existence Till I am stared down…
And the dream slips and moves.
Beyond the open door
I hear the tinkering of tools
sitting on the top step
I prepare to say sorry
A voice becomes voices
and the door is swung open
I’m smiling for a moment
Till I hear the clinky rattle
and the hand snaking though.
He is up the stairs, my stairs
his eyes angry, he is ranting
and screaming, a hammer
swinging… A sudden deep
awareness,
tonight I will feel the deep
wounds of a hammer smashing
Into my body…

Karen Hayward ©2017
#baddreams #nightmares #sleep

Darkness swarms when sleep weeps

Darkness swarms at my soul
as the vivid moon drowns
beyond black storming clouds,
Distant screams.
Helplessness, pinned
by unseen
forces sucking life
from my tired
limbs.
The essence of
death pulling
at my chords,
strangulation
begging for air
as slumber tortures
my soul. As slumber
torches my soul.

Karen Hayward (c)2017

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Caught in the gnarled teeth of my terrors

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Caught between two planes of existence,
slumbers promise a far of lie,
lost within the realms of my dreams
all fingers, eyes, smiles and presence,
held captive within your essence
as spectres draw me from my sleep
fingers cold dragging, pulling
gasping as touch becomes real
and I am awake, in the darkness
of eternity,
caught between the two planes of existence,
again and again and again
you are there, waiting for me to dream….
again and again and again
they are there waiting to pull me from my love.

Karen Hayward ©2018 Image found on Pinterest

8:05 Dawn 

For a moment
I forget to breathe
My body is stilled
beyond sight
Dreams whisper,
reality screams
darkness floods
the thin veil
suffocating
weight,
fighting,
voice stolen
breaking,
nothing
Illusion, delusion,
breathing.
Waking…

red numbers
tell me tonight
is lost, four more
hours till dawn
I count the
stars I cannot
find Selene.

Karen Hayward ©2017

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Freddy and Jason.

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Covered in blood I search for the light

as my dreams come alive in the dead of the night.

I feel his sharp nails as he claws at my skin

the veil between sleep is so very thin.

But Fred’s not alone, Jason’s, there too,

and I know in an instant my nightmares are true.

There’s no where to hide there’s no where to go,

covered in blood it’s a dream, oh I know.

But the nails are real, and Jason still comes,

and i’m losing my life as I try to out run.

A small little nick on my porcelain skin,

Freddy is dancing as the knife slips in.

They laugh as they pull gut after limb,

Tearing it out, pushing it in.

An ebbing death for fear to bring.

Karen Hayward ©2017.

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