The dream was torturous
I battled to break away from a choking fist
That gripped my throat, and cursing fortune,
I fell in the pit of a fleecy beast.
His loathsome corpse pressed me against him
I felt like an iron bulldozing my lungs
my tongue, numb, glued to the palate
I couldn't lift my voice or limbs.
Suddenly awakened, my eyes seized the ceiling,
a gruesome shadow stared at me
In the blink of an eye it turned to a woman,
I combed my brain, who could it be?
With awe I glared at her sorrowful eyes
Spreading rays across my place;
I sank in the bed brimmed with horror,
scratching my head, do I know this face?
I turned on the lamp, clasping a pillow,
my room lit with the burning light;
The shadow slithered inside the mirror,
Leaving me baffled – will I sleep at night? |
