torment

calm my beating heart
still my anxious mind
the visions and terrors that haunt me
The anticipation of what I might find
the unwelcome apprehension
the worry and the dread
the recession of my sanity
each night I lay in bed
my overactive senses
like a guard dog on alert
watching, listening, waiting
for the fear and the hurt
I hear my blood pulsating
feel the flow through every vein
my rational thoughts betray me
as I slowly go insane
I try 2 control my breathing
my mouth will not obey
I'm still and frozen and fearful
awaiting and filled with dismay
the second hand ticks so loudly
I'm sure it will be my demise
but I must stay alert and ready
I mustn't be taken by surprise
I will the safety of the sunrise
but I'm a prisoner of time
and I pray for God's protection
from the not-yet-committed crime
and I remain there, tormented
tortured by my mind
while darkness fades out slowly
and my body can begin to unwind