Nightmare

An iron hue hung in the air

I flung out my arms in desperate dispair

My heart quivers with unreleased tension

Breaking

For it knows not

The metallic scent burns sharper

I am overhelmed

By both sensation and fear

Hear them now! The floor boards creaking

Louder, faster; Louder, faster

I am cemented into place

Immobile, statuesque

Hot, heavy breath sears my skin

Sweat ridden, eyes darting, wild

Pale wizened fingers grasp for me

I awaken

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