A nightmarish poem.
I sleep
and you come for me
oh dusky steed!
Take me to that dark place
of my subconscious
were I dread
the monsters of my mind,
no screaming hell could be
so horrible as that which lurks there.
I hear their screams;
black demons
no priest can exorcise them.
They are mine
I cherish them
I hate them.
Hands around my ankles
hopes are torn,
you drag me on, Midnight Stallion
take me off
take me away,
when daylight reaches
us.
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