{"sf1_id":1201014,"sf2_id":"Zeq3BR4n","title":"Slumber...","author":"Jiblits","words":410,"posted_at":"2017-06-24T21:44:00.000Z","tags":["Dream","Poem","Short Story","slice of life"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1201014-slumber","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Zeq3BR4n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/d4/7c/d47cffe5-95b5-43b9-9da4-a2b6281a7582","description":"","content":"Slumber... \u0026nbsp; (suggestion from a fluffy friend =^-^=)\n\nSeeing a sight not quite right\n\nI gaze at at the sun glowing above, in the still of night\n\n\u0026nbsp;I appear to be in a sinking spot, every step I take shakes the very ground\n\nNo voice to use, I stagger about as I'm feeling followed, whispers being heard all around\n\nAs the sun \u0026 moon stare at one another, their light begins to fade\n\nSnarls are heard behind me... something foul is being made\n\nFrom every thought, it takes form, distorted \u0026 always out of sight\n\nIt only hungers for doubt, itching for my turn around, waiting for my final fight\n\nAs this continues, I make my way up the hill, though the distance seems ever expanding\n\nMy eyes losing focus, my arms giving way, the struggle is too demanding...\n\nSlipping fingers burn as my neck feels a sickly light touch\n\nThe breath from the beast, awaiting its feast, heated anger emanating loudly from it so very much\n\nFrozen in place, it stops in its chase, as dread fills my being\n\nIt seems to be growing, ever knowing, my struggle has become to great\n\nMy body now numb, I lay quietly, awaiting my nightmarish fate\n\nAs eyes close, my mind goes, toward a falling sensation\n\nBreathing heavy, I sit up immediately, sweat falling from me, still lost in mental hesitation\n\nFor a moment, in bed, I shakily hold my head\n\nTrying to picture what was just a moment away from ending my imagined breath, mentally speaking, I should of been dead\n\nThe memory now jumbled, in pieces it begins to fade\n\nFor what it was, what it wanted...its point, has been made...\n\nSuch feeling felt from what I could only hear, yet enough to shake me to the bone with fear\n\nUneasy I lay back, back into a chance at a better place, with closed eyes, to see\n\nThough, a part of me will always know, it may come again, forever hunting, trying to find \u0026 end me...\n\n\"The monsters from thought need no true shape or form\"\n\n\"They rely only on fears, \u0026 memories, with emotions \u0026 imagination, since the days we're born\"\n\nRemember, they are only as strong as we think they can be...\n\nSuch life is given, only if doubt is found within you \u0026 me...\n\n---Thanks for reading---\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; ---Always---\n\n  \n  \n\n"}