Short Poem: Nightmares that overcome my mind.

Have you ever woken up in a sweat from a dream you cannot forget? Have you ever regretted a night when you yelled about a life? I remember getting ready to bed, I was only just a kid. Let's say about around 5 when I yelled about a life. I screamed to my mother "I wish I had another mother!" and stormed off to bed to see other wonders. Once I closed my eyes all I saw was red neon signs. In the woods, I saw my mother in the trees hanging from above. I asked her "Mom! Get down! your bones are too weak to be climbing up and about!" I saw a monster crept from the trees fear ran through my body as my feet carried me to safety. I remember waking up to two officers who grabbed my mother. I asked, "where are you guys going?" to that the officer's replied "your mother needs help" once that door shut I never saw her after that night. But now I am older, I understand. She was drunk and my father had called for help. She was the monster that crept on about in my dreams. My father became the hero in the end. But I was the villain that started it all in the beginning.