When I Wake

Waking up with tears in my eyes,
Dreams not so sweet,
Bed bugs bite,
Sheets got tangled,
And my head was matted with sweat.
Sleeping in disturbia,
Restless,
curled in a ball
in the fetal position,
I fought with my dreams.
Ran from my nightmares,
But couldn't escape.
They've captured me.
Tormented me.
There is no rest
here.
There is no sleeping
here.

I felt the pea
all night long.

The dark encompasses me
shrouding me in fear
and I am lost,
tired
and unable to sleep.

Yet,
I sleep...
If you can call it that?
This was no restfulness.

So when I wake,
when I open my eyes
to the rising of the sun,
I have tears in my eyes.
Unaware of their presence
and unsure how they got there,
the tears remain.
In my eyes,
when I wake.