Nightmare

Nightmare

I will draw from the same well I drew from as a child

the well of denial and fantasy

the well of delusion and uncertainty

the well of my interpretation of reality

This is how I coped as a child

and this is how I will cope now

in this nightmare I cannot awaken from

in this nightmare I cannot stop

I can only watch now

                                                               ____Melanie Marloe

 I wrote this poem in Nov 2024 when the nightmare begun.