Nightmares

When I close my eyes to sleep, I pray to dream happy thoughts. Every night reads alike for me, endless battles I have fought. Disturbing as one could imagine. Partial derangement is all I share. If I allocate more than a glimpse, it would now be your nightmares Dreaming of death and torment; evil tortuous rituals to say a few. I feel painful stings of every gash, closing my eyes to what they do. Hideously they show their faces, in plain view, not out of sight. Tempting my powers of elation; mentally slaying me every night. Some dwell within the shadows; more deadlier than the evident. Wickedly laughing towards me; reeking of sinful, raunchy scents. When I close my eyes to sleep, I pray a spirit of peace over me. Fighting to win a battle of flesh, and one day be nightmare free.