The Next Chapter

Hand to page


word to eye

the writer’s nightmare

is mine tonight.


Will I wake

will it end

will I ever sleep again?


The Writer’s Nightmare

is inside of my head

and it will feast on my fear

until I am cold and dead.


Am I gone

am I a ghost

am I just a neglected

and forgotten corpse?


Book in hand

trapped in a scream

am I bound to be

the Writer’s Next Dream?