• Nightmare
    The more I scream the more you know
    Walking down sorrows row.
    Looking in pasts
    Mirrors and box all of my dreams
    Are tied with locks.

    Makeshift escape
    A dream covered by a cape.
    No room for me to breathe
    This Haunting dream won’t let me leave.

    Shouts Covered
    By a ghostly hand
    Searching for
    An open land
    Waiting to see this, and that.
    Everything now in a shade of black.

    To open my eyes is a gift.
    Like a bow flowing in the rift.
    A dream one can not awake
    A dream with no escape.
    A lustless vengeful hate.

    A door guarded so well.
    No one seems to be able
    To escape this Hell.
    A nightmare so real,
    It’s hard to believe.
    What I see in the nightmare is
    Not a dream, but life.