Nightmare

The sun had set and the moon did rise
To light up the cloudy, starless skies
The blanket of wind wrapped itself gently around her
She stared at the house and it stared back at the trespasser
Up the path she made her way
And found the door was locked, much to her dismay
She ventured on around to the back
The shadows as deep as the sky was black
And in the midst of the yard a tombstone lay
The words engraved on it were clear as day
‘Rest in Peace Sweet Kelly’ it said
Like bees the words buzzed around in her head
“How can I be dead if I stand here alive?”
She read, “Died on May 7, 2005”
The cause of death made her heart fly
At that moment she began to silently cry
Kelly attempted to stifle a scream
And awoke to find it was only a dream
The beer can on her nightstand fell to the floor
The girl lay in a cold sweat, numb to her core
The clock told her the hour was precisely five
And precisely then she resolved never to drink and drive