Dried lips crack

into a painful smile

as skin becomes

rigid like winter’s air


fingertips scrape

on split cobble stone

with broken glass

piercing bare feet


hair drenched

in ice cold sweat

shivered to the bone

with deathly silence


I thought it was a dream,

yet you truly existed.


Sometimes, I like creepy poems. My sister told me about an experience she had with sleep paralysis. It was beautifully terrifying.



Photo: Pinterest


Posted by:simplyxliving

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