Sleep Paralysis

I see my dog next to me, whining in a dream

I want to pet him, but I feel nothing

The next morning, it’s just a vision from the past.

I see him next to my bed, standing in the corner

I want to protest, but I am mute

The next morning, it was an uncanny memory.

I feel the bed dip, my covers being pulled off

I cannot turn, I am trapped

The next morning, it was only a fevered dream.

I feel the hot breath on my neck, the sound of laughter on the walls

the pillow is moved, suffocating me

I cannot move, I am paralyzed

The next morning, it is only something I start to fear every night.

#poetry #sleepparalysis