Nightmares

You aren't dreaming. You can wish that the monsters Are make-believe. But this is real. The nightmares are real. One by one, They pile up. No one can understand, The struggle of fighting them every day. You feel numb, Exposed, invisible. When you try to shed light On the unknown, No one seems to listen, look. You aren't dreaming. This is real. The nightmares are real.