The dreams come here
To punish me
For things I did,
Or should have done.
Lovers that left
And those I spurned,
People who cared
Yet wake no more.
They come to me
In night’s black cloak.
I wake up cold,
Alone with them.
Dreams can be distressing but you can do things to help. Take a look at my article on nightmares, there’s lots of useful advice there.
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