The Nightmare

The dream I had
was not a dream

A dream
I could see myself
climbing trees

Trees that never stopped to grow
Running was unstoppable
Sweat was all over my body
swimming in the deepest ocean

Animals chased me through
the unknown way

Where can I go?
Where can I hide?
What can I do?

I stopped, helpless
After all,
it wasn't a dream
it was a nightmare

It got worse
Trees grew fast
The road had no end
The sweat drip-ling like
tap water

The ocean became deeper
Animals were a different kind of them
I didn't know what to do

I screamed
I called names I didn't know
After all ...
I was just in bed.

-Ciza Sylvane