Dreams

I close my eyes in hope of good dreams.
They start out bright and happy.
Then they slowly turn dark.
It goes from walking in a luscious green field to getting lost in a dark forest.
Having a feeling that something is watching me.
Hearing footsteps behind me sounding like they are hunting prey.
They get closer and I become terrified.
I take off running, fearing what those footsteps bring.
I keep running out of fear of the unknown.
As I run something trips me.
The footsteps stop beside me and I see nothing but a black shadow.
Just as pain pierces my back, I wake up.
Terrified of a dream that I can’t remember.
Can’t go back to sleep because I don’t know what happens when I sleep.
Dreams you don’t remember are dreams you should be scared of.