The nightmare

Screaming out loud, yet no one can hear.

Withering in pain, but no one is near.

Begging for help, yet no one is there.

My suffering pleas, hang still in the air.

The crimson red sky, neither day nor night.

I'm trembling, alone and afraid.

The barren landscape, eerie and dead.

I wish the warmth would have stayed.

Eyes that stare, crimson and blue.

I'm always asking "who are you?"

Dark creatures here, black and filled with hate.

Blood on the sand, I am much too late.

The hope is gone, is this my fate?

But at long last…

I wake.