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Where Nightmares Dwell

True Identity Still Smells Sweet

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

The night collects

Outside my door

Usual suspects

keeping score

Gathering fear

Mistrust and more

There’s no quiet here

Where whispers roar

The shadows call me

By my name

Tricking, pretending

We’re the same

A never ending

Playful game

Crawling in and out of dreams

Instilling dread

While reason creeps

Leaving my head

Stealing my peace

Awakening

As nightmares seep

Under my bed

Where dues are reaped

While I am awake

Monsters invade

Reveal mistakes

Shading my face

The daylight finds me

Half awake

Still caught in Dreams

That nightmares make

Counting the hours

Till shadows wake

Conjuring powers

From our mistakes

I No longer cower

Shiver or quake

A vining flower

By other names

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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

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    Written by Kelli Sheckler-Amsden