A night in bed because of your flu

A deep dark dream comes soaring to you

A ghost in robes soaring in the air

Flying towards you with a face of despair

With a rope and a chain

To save you no one is there

You’re imprisoned in pain

These torrential beasts, your skin they will tear

Trapped without hope, it’s so hard to cope

With the scares and spooks within this dream, in this mental asylum you have no team

Flames and fires and spirits too, all gazing and staring only at you

Forces you to cry, But for less pain than a fly

The mother of fear and the general of pain

Death seems so near with his quaking name

The target of this assassin is your joy and your smiles

To terminate good memories and replace with rotten files

You must traverse a bridge of dangers and unsurpassable trails

You must amalgamate with strangers and think with many styles

You have to strategise but the rules are so wrong

You try to familiarise but the enemy is too strong

You struggle to bring clarity

But the vision becomes so faint

This dream speaks not of prosperity

But of a place with little restraint

With ghosts and ghouls

And never any rules

Can make you feel pain or cry

But will never make you die

A never ending torture this is

You’re running through the desert, being chased by a headless sphinx

Swimming through endless dirt, Boy, this pace is a jinx

I feel it is too much to endure; the blood you lose you cannot cure

But the death will never come, I’m sure

Then comes a blinding light

Carrying an axe of gold

Piercing through the night

So I let the show unfold

The enemy had won they had got their prize

So I lay there blood drenched and curled

Then I opened my eyes

Pulled back to the real world

I speak the truth

Not games for my youth

I had a dream that caused me great pain

But does this dream come with a tag, a myth, or a name

A mare a scare for the night it is named

A ferocious beast that cannot be tamed

A thief of happiness he is, I declare

This saboteur is addressed as nightmare.