Dim Nightmares

nightclouds

Music blasting, dancing and laughter

enjoying the sentiment of night,

not thinking about what comes after…

gunshots, screams,

vivid pictures implanted into dreams.

Yanking flashbacks of moments

frozen before focused.

Expressions in writings of cloudy poetries

incapable to flow utter words of

reliving again…

Terror in the middle night,

Nightmares.

 

 

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