Nightmares, Revisited

Trying to run. Falling? Hiding under the covers but that is where the demons are. Hallucinations are too real. Heart racing. Uttering a scream, of which there seems no end. Claustrophobic collapse of space and time. Alive, dying, dead, awake. Cold sweat. Shaking as if in ice. Pillow absorbs the tears. Pain and anguish. Paralyzed. Spiders crawling everywhere as ghostly images dance on the walls. Is this real? Is this forever? Walking through a hallway that wasn’t there yesterday. Blood is dripping off the walls. This can’t be real, but why can’t I wake up. I scream into the night.