Night Terrors

I lie awake in bed at night
And dread it’s my last waking sight,
Heart pounding faster heretofore
On dark thoughts that I’ll wake no more.

Lungs panting, halting nervously,
My eyes are darting urgently
At moonlit patches on the wall
To stave away the Sandman’s call.

Anxiety then grips my chest
As slowly I lose consciousness,
Regret and sorrow flood my mind;
No legacy I’ve left behind.

Mortality is far too brief,
And sleep provides no sweet relief.
The dark descends as black as ink —
Existence shut out with a blink.

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