At night...

Have you ever woken from one of those dreams that bleed into reality and just not been able to shake of the uneasy, creepy feeling you are left with? It happens to me all the time and just when I settle down enough to get tired again, my mind begins to race. It's then that I have to turn that light back on, and write until I can no longer think. This is the result of one such night...

What Dreams May Come

In the deep and dark
dead of night,
when all the world
has lost it's light...
What dreams may come?

Lock all the doors
into bed I creep,
close my eyes
drift off to sleep...
What dreams may come?

Limitless and vast
or riddled with fear,
before I go
it won't be clear
What dreams may come...