Nightmares

You used to scream in your sleep
A scream that got louder and louder
Until it would wake me up
And I would wake you up
And you would then stop screaming
And go back to sleep
On some days
You'd remember in the morning
"I screamed last night"

Now that you are gone
And I can't ask you these questions
I wonder what you were so afraid of
What made you scream
Two, three, four times a week
Was it something from your past
A past I knew in the most abstract sense
An incident when you were 30
A memory from your childhood

Or was it something else entirely
Was it a person that made you have those
Awful nightmares?
Does this face still walk among us?
I never asked
But I wish I did because now
I feel fear
Blooming in my heart