Nightmares

by Rizzo14193

Charlie can't escape issues no matter what he does, and its starting to show. Even his sweet dreams about Sam have become nightmares, and those scares on his legs from cutting are just destroying him. A sign of how weak he is, and that's what he thinks. What his Aunt did is all starting to take effect. No matter what it all seems to keep going down from here. b

I sit there in darkness as the light slowly crawls through the small crack between my blinds.

My mind is trying to separate reality and fiction.

The dream leaves me questioning if what I had just seen actually occurred.

If all the falling, screaming, and shadows really were there.

The clock says 6:15 but when I looked at it last it was 4:14

Before that 2:27, 12:43, and before that I was still up trying to soothe myself to sleep in an empty house.

A house empty of warmth, full of secrets, and broken promises.

As my mind begins to seattle I see that what I'm waking up to maybe just as bad as what I was dreaming about.

I feel trapped I can't even escape my issues when I sleep.

The first thing I can see in the morning is my mirror.

It shows all the imperfections all the scares on my legs, and all the sorrow in my eyes.

All I can do is lay back on my pillow and hope maybe that my tears will wipe these images from my eyes.