[bisnotch]

The Correlation Between Rapid Eye Movement and Nightmares

Long days make for long nights.

With cold metal against my molars
And rifled steel resting on my bicuspids,
I can only speak in broken syllables.
“Make sure the safety is off,” muttered
Mostly in vowels through a barrel full of regret.
Death is coming at 800 feet per second,
Spiraling through the soft red flesh of my throat.
“She told me to do this, I’m sorry.”
Guys these days wrap around pinkies
Like a constrictor around its prey.

I fell asleep early and dreamt in late.

“He’ll understand, I swear,” It just goes to show,
what happens when false confidence brings,
Out that less optimistic side of you.
“He’s capable of absolutely nothing,”
But we all remember the last time nothing,
Brought everything and put me in critical condition.
“That was just an accident,” but the wreathing smoke,
Seemed to have spoken attempted homicide.
I confide in nothing but find only comfort in you.

I writhed in my sleep and tied myself in blankets.

“Don’t do it. Please. I’m begging of you.”
That grin reaped wicked and held an answer.
A lifetime flashed by on forty five caliber lifelines.
“It’s time for parting ways, and last goodbyes,”
Everything fell short of making a noise.
I could hear the inner workings of a pulled trigger.
“I’ll have the last laugh because my blood will be spattered all over your conscience.”
Guns only jam on bad guys in movies,
A wave of anticipation towered over the receding tide,
As the under toe retreated with the relief from my mind.

It was a nightmare for all the wrong reasons.


Well I had a dream that my girlfriends exboyfriend killed me, and I ended up writing this. Weird inspiration, I know. weird dream too kinda, but atleast I didn't wet the bed again.