Nightmare Poem by brittany nicole jones

Nightmare, these things I'm dreaming
Things I'm seeing in life
Creeps, unpleasing sleeps in dark ages so deep
Seep into deceit, as we all see sweet treats
Then faced with beats, so hard they bleed
Covered them with cold sheets
Fall asleep again, to the heat on your skin
Lights so dim
Fill that cheap gin to the brim
Drink while you think of a new way
Through obstacles so hard like metal zinc
Petal softly like rose petals so pink