POEM STARTER

Submitted by an anonymous Daily Prompt user.

"It was all becoming real."

Use this as the closing line of a poem in any style.

Nightmare Fuel

White light fills the sky

Was my life just a lie?

My mistakes are closing in

No escape; I'll never win


Memories hidden deep below

Things left behind long ago

Penitence, something to me unknown

With that, my forgiveness blown


Nightmares fueled by darkness

Resulting in a life of starkness

My end is growing near

Left alone with my fear


What was once a dream

Is now gathering steam

With no time left to heal

It was all becoming real

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