Nightmare or Noche-Mear?

Asleep again and left to dread,
Strangers wandering through my head.
I thought I knew, perhaps two or more,
But chased by one trying to settle a score.

Now visions come and visions go
Yet, never pause to completely show.
What might have been or perhaps still be.
So panic erupts with the urge to flee.

And if a vision… repeats again n’ again.
Like a needle skipping… on a record spin.
I know that I… should no longer flee.
For the time has come to awake n’ pee.