Time for bed
just lay down
nothing should happen

without realizing it
the room turn red
just as I lay
my head
on my pillow
a sharp blade
barely touches
my back as it
quickly shoots up
from the bed

I jump off
in fear
how in the world
could something
come up to
the second bed
without touching
the first

I scream and run
to my parents room
no one is there
but I calm
into bed
I then tried
to roll to the center
only to once again
meet a raising blade

trying to roll the
other way
only to be
trap between
two blades
tears falling
from my eyes
as I could feel
a sharp
object slowly
putting pressure
on my ankle
letting me know
I’m about
to lose my
feet

jump from
the bed
and watching
the very thing
spit before me
inside are
pockets
that holding something

I dare
and walk into
the center of
the bed
only to have
my very surroundings
disappear and replaced
by shadows
and tress
that have died and
long forgotten

as I stand up
and walk
I am
met with a horrific
sight
a bed
on the other side of
sharp blades
raising and falling

I am then
was pushed forward
and a voice
calls out
“the only
way you’ll
live is if
I cross
the lake
and get to the bed
in one piece.”

Scared out of my mind
I can’t think
between going
or standing put
only when I felt
a sharp object
slowly press
against my back
I start to
run to the lake
made of blades
hoping that
running would
make the journey
less painful

I was wrong
with every step
the blades drove
deeper into my feet
but when I started
to slow down
that’s when the
blade rose
above me
ready to
crash down
and rip me apart

once the blades
touched my flesh
I felt
the blades go
through me
and it was
a horrible
sensation

blood poured
through the holes
the blades came
out of
as my body went
numb
and my eyes
grew heavy
I could faintly hear
a scream

the scream
was what
woke me
from the realm
of sleep
and then I realized
that I have long
fallen asleep
and it was all
in my head
but the feel
of those
cold blades
ripping me apart
and the taste of
blade of my tough
combine with the
warmth and then snow cold
feeling that came
was made me
rethink the
possible

made me question
was this my second
shot at living
and that once I
went to sleep
I would have to fight
again
what if I never
awake ever again

there is no
point in sleeping
if every time
I close my eyes
I am fighting
to stay
alive