Nightmare

Alone I stand

the forest ablaze

but not I nor this grassy field.

A wall of nature’s fury surrounds me

a dome with smoke and burning trees along the sides.

In the dead center I stand in disbelief,

I feel helpless, hopeless, defeated.

I realize that I can’t hear the roaring fires, only see them.

Just the sound of the peaceful untouched meadow surrounds me.

I walk toward the flames but don’t seem to move any closer

The grass I walk upon slowly grows taller and taller

Consuming me

yet I go willingly

Seems like I have no choice,

its time.

wake up