Nightmares
(Revised)
A million unborn nightmares lay waiting for the time,
They'll become a reality, the terror I know as mine.
No light or morning to hope for when those demons come near,
Telling me there's nothing to live for at all and everything to fear.
They come to me in faces, people I dearly love,
Then their masks removed and then the times of blood.
How dare the old man trick me, how could he be so cruel?
I was only following a spirit and death made me the fool.
Was it that ancient city inviting my worst and greatest fear?
Taking all I loved so much and leaving the truth here?
They will circle above me, with whispers so arcane,
While I am blindly trusting, thinking I'll dream again.
My breath was taken as my screams split the air,
Why did you have to leave me standing there?
I pushed the whispers away, thinking they'll agree,
They torture me with suspicions, threats beyond reality.
I am embraced by horror and beloved by that time,
They know I am helpless and I forget what I must find.
They deliver me to hatred and to deception's door,
Knowing I'll drop my guard and they'll return once more.
I dropped that little angel and chased the memory,
Knowing the death of them, will be the death of me...
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