A Candle of Maybe

Kristiana Reed/My Screaming Twenties

My Screaming Twenties

I held my hair like a rosary

and pleaded with my nightmares

to be kind to me;

to burn a candle of maybe

whilst showing me every way

a loved one could die;

to keep vigil over hope

whilst teaching me the way

bones shatter after falling;

to cradle me in cotton memories

whilst reminding me fear will always

overcome bravery;

to remember I’m only human

whilst chasing me into a forest

where only dark things dwell;

to remember I’m only human

when I plead for help.

I held my hair like a rosary

and asked my nightmares

to be kind to me.


© Kristiana Reed 2018

Written in response to this week’s Free Thought Thursday prompt – Nightmares. 

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Author: Sudden Denouement

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