Leviathan

Some nightmares find you while you are sleeping Others apprehend you in the midday sun Some nightmares seize you and pull you into the darkness from where you stand in the midday sun Those are the type of nightmares that freeze my blood Those are the types of midday dreams where everything is nothing and nothing is as it seems Those are the type of nightmare that drives me to my knees in prayer beside myself in fear of the midday sun A mind fractured and cast away into the sun There they appear; those apprehensions legions of haunting apparitions with malevolent intentions those which freeze me in solitude in the heat of the afternoon sun I am screaming I am clawing Am I screaming? Am I clawing? Who is that pounding! Who is that pounding at my walls?! That is my monster that which fosters occupancy in my thoughts A nightmare This is what pursues me That is what moves me and keeps me awake screaming at myself at the top of my lungs in the heat of the midday sun.