Nightmares and fears: An irony that seems to give our life a little more spice.

Alone in the darkness
With the sound of silence,
Trap in a cage of horror
Feeling the sweet terror.

Crawling and creeping,
My head starts freaking.
Weeping and screaming, I hear
From the shadows of my fear.

I sigh with my eyes close
Feeling the rude wind blows;
As my consciousness stops,
My mind flows to the top.

Whirling and twirling,
My head starts aching;
The world is shaking,
That’s so confusing.

Monsters here and there,
reds are everywhere;
The place looks haunting
And everyone’s laughing.

Run and run I go
Not even a slow;
Heading back to home
Where I’m just alone.

I stop and wonder…
Where are the others?
Is this Just a dream?
Or a real scream?

Light glows from the darkness
With the sound of happiness
As I hear the clock’s ring,
What a new day it brings.

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