Night Terrors

The lights go out
My brain turns on
The night time trauma
Has begun
Head full of fears,
Eyes stream with tears,
As I relive the story
A trauma has spun.
Thrashing and flailing,
Gasping for air,
Dripping with sweat,
And pulling out hair.
Not a nighttime goes by
Without fear and pain
When I turn out the lights
It is fright time again.