Does not everyone have an enemy? Does not everyone's enemy strike fear in them?

Sleep is my enemy. When I close my eyes and my conscience begins to rest it is awoken again by haunting nightmares, haunting times.

I am afraid to close my eyes. I am afraid to relive those times. Yet every time I drift off into what children call their 'dreamland' I relive those haunting times.

Sleep is my enemy and nothing will save me. Nothing strikes more fear in me than closing my eyes and trying to let my conscience rest.

©Amanda J. Potter.