Wake Up Call

I woke up screaming today

Again

With the taste of iron
Trickling down my throat
I immediately felt
The birth of scar tissue

I detest dreaming
Because I so rarely am aware of it

I had sensed her
Looming over me
Knife in one hand
That
Thing
In the other

I knew it was a dream
Yet could do nothing

Forced to watch
The whole
Horrible incident
Play its way out

Until finally
I lay there
Bloodied
Psyche ensconced
In shadow

Then
To the next day
Where I am alone
Business end of a rifle
In my mouth

It is then that I tried
Desperately
To scream

No
Not to stop

I was screaming
Pull the trigger

Then I woke

© 2012, Mosquitobyte