Nightmares

Nightmares, what do you show me? Myself? Are you a friend? How can you be so kind in your offering of wisdom and self-knowledge, yet so evil in the terror you bring? 

No, you are me. 

You disturb me because you know me. All my flaws and fears, my past traumas, my failed relationships not least to myself. You expose my vulnerabilities and purge me of control. In a desperate attempt to find it again, my eyes startle awake.