Welcome To My Nightmare

Darkness weaved an invisible noose

Around my weary neck

As its long emaciated fingers

Fondled and teased my breasts

 

The stagnant air danced round

In and out of my nostrils

Playing rhapsody in my lungs

Jabbing at them with hot pokers

 

Fear threw a thick black curtain

Over my frenzied eyes

Red flares exploding

Pirouetting in and out of sight.

 

Drums thundered in my temples

Pressure applied like a vice

Rambling down upon my head

My skull concaved on one side

 

Again the fingers danced and

Pulled tightly at the noose

While the air flew into a frenzy

I begged for mercy

 

And the music played a melody

As i floated in the sky

My heart smiled at the fire-works

Darting fingers shut my eyes

 

The maestro played the violin

And darkness hummed a lullaby

So pretty was the harmony

The grim reaper had arrived

 

By Wanda Stafford

 

I was about 27 when I wrote this, looking back I

Didn’t realize depression and torment was attacking

Me that long ago……