Dalton Parks
Nightmares
The dark, dreary night
Brings the greatest fear of fright.
The sky full of clouds
Starts to clear as the moon’s heartbeat pounds.
My world seems to be a dream,
Then I try to force out a scream.
As the world becomes a reality,
I feel the heartbreak of a fatality.
I begin to see all the others,
Standing there giving their condolences for my mother.
My eyes begin to feel with tears,
While I think of all my fears.
I can still hear the gunshot,
And when I do, I see the blood spot.
The killer begins to run,
While she says, “It’ll be okay, son.”
The tears that run down her face
Make my heart begin to race.
Then I see the bright glare,
And hear my mother saying, “It’s okay, you had a nightmare.”
