Nightmares

The nightmares come throughout the night. They wake me with the fearful sight, of the cars as they hit, my best friend's face no longer lit. I wake up with a cry, hoping my friend did not really die. I lie in bed with tears on my face knowing that Thomas is in a better place. I know he does not like my crying but sometimes I just feel like dying. During the day I put on my fake smile, but in the nights, I cry for a while. I wish he could make the pain go away but it will always be with me. Every day. Right now I need some sleep, so I close my eyes and start counting sheep. But here come the nightmares knocking on my door. Now I go through all of the pain and crying once more.