
I had a dream last night
no
a nightmare
where my teeth fell out
my screams were soundless
and the darkness was endless
I didn't know how to escape it
trapped without bars
numb as if paralyzed
hanging as if weightless
my eyes saw nothing
but everything was there
circling me
taunting me
fingers reaching
footsteps dragging
whispers hissing
never touching
always watching
I was completely exposed
they delighted in my fear
not fear
dead
I thought I was dead
thought I was in hell
I don't know which is worse
the nightmare
or the crippling memory of it
my mind knows nothing else
my mind won't let go
my mind keeps replaying it
reliving it
obsessed with it
how does one free themselves of this eternal cycle of torture
I can't go back
I won't go back
no sleep
no sleep
no sleep
no
sleep
no
.
.
.
teeth
teeth are on the floor
I try to scream
no sound comes out
and I'm surrounded by darkness once more
About the Creator
B
I have a few stories and poems inside me that I want to share. Maybe, if I'm lucky, they'll reach people who'll enjoy them. π
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Comments (7)
Ohhhh I hate those!
Jarringβ¦but in a good way! Well done!
I'm sure I read something about teeth dreams and loss. Or change. Or just loss. Anyway, this really FELT like one of those dreams.
I feel every single person on this planet has had this nightmare at least once in their life! Sooooo scaryyyy and relatable!
I hear you! π
I've found the best way to handle nightmares is to embrace them, say, "That's cool; I wonder what happens next," & go back to sleep in order to find out. Eventually the nightmares get tired of trying to pester you & they give up. Then from time to time you think about how much you miss them (which drives them crazy).
A terrifying nightmare that would keep a psychoanalyst riveted!