A Bloody Nightmare

Tossing, turning, restless
Counting sheep jump over an imaginary fence
"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep..."
It starts to drip
She starts to panic
The warm liquid slowly flows down her face
It covers her dry, chapped lips
The taste of metal fills her mouth
She can now feel it running down the back of her throat
She gets out of bed, and turns on the light
Now, it's coming faster
Steadier
When she looks in the mirror, she screams
She swings open her bedroom door...
"Mommy, I'm bleeding!"