The Night Terror
The phasing of my nightmares
Through to conscious time
Has stolen my last dreamscape
As this child screams inside
My creations always singing
Of the fear that still hides
Behind incentive’s reason
To pretend I didn’t die
This place without a meaning
Dressed in ashen love
Locking up its history
And mopping up my blood
The burning of my nightmares
Into this black hole
Reveals the bold reflection
Of the horrors in my soul
I’ve shaped my own existence
Using broken hearts
The red abyss now laid before me
Is everything I am so far
The truth is all around me
The night terror took my dreams
This child is now a monster
And alone I need to feed
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