Four of 30.
Sleeping so silently,
Deathlike in the grip of slumber.
Nightmares accosting
the peaceful rest so needed.
Heart pounding
pouring sweat
Like she is mocking her dreams.
Running until collapse.
She awakens once more.
Bolt upright,
pillow clenched tight,
She sees the horrors of reality.
And wishes to be asleep once more.
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