NOT MY NIGHTMARE

by:   BlueBolt

I stand in the empty corridor
And look to my left and right.
Lining the pale walls are office doors
with morgue white fluorescent lights.
Pulse racing, I stand in fright.

In fear of what I do not know,
but now I'm sure that I must go.
I grab a door and throw it open
and realize that now it's broken.
What lies within is but a wall,
of brick and mortar t'will not fall.
Checking all the doors I find the same,
except the one from which I came.

Turning to that door in haste,
Kicking it open with unknown might.
See my efforts turn to waste?
The ground below is out of sight!
Bolus in my mouth I taste.
Falling fast from midnight height.

Suddenly I am awake;
Sweat drenched I shiver and shake.
Like a mountain in a quake
I know the episode was a fake
I'm safe, yet my body aches.


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