Tired
Eyes are drooping dowmwards
Like somehing made of lead
To slowly drift toward
A dream of dripping dread
For you know you must not tire
For something waits beyond this world
To create what you least desire
Let the horrors unfurl
You fall in swirling blackness
Your hands they grasp in vain
You scream, the sound distressed
You may never see light again
Landing with a crucnh you find
A mound of skeletal remains
You fear that your losing your mind
As they dance and twist in chains
You begin to run in panic
Fearing for your life
Your begining to get manic
As they brandish hunting knives
You know they want your skin
Because these things have none
But you must not let them win
You will fight untill it's done
But there arms are just too strong
Their grip an iron embrace
You won't be alive for long
Your heart begins to race
But just as blood begins to spurt
From places you didn't know exsisted
You wake up with a wild jerk
Your bedsheets scrunched and twisted
Slowly erratic breathing slows
And your fevered chest stops heaving
But in your frighted heart you know
Those beasts are never leaving
Like somehing made of lead
To slowly drift toward
A dream of dripping dread
For you know you must not tire
For something waits beyond this world
To create what you least desire
Let the horrors unfurl
You fall in swirling blackness
Your hands they grasp in vain
You scream, the sound distressed
You may never see light again
Landing with a crucnh you find
A mound of skeletal remains
You fear that your losing your mind
As they dance and twist in chains
You begin to run in panic
Fearing for your life
Your begining to get manic
As they brandish hunting knives
You know they want your skin
Because these things have none
But you must not let them win
You will fight untill it's done
But there arms are just too strong
Their grip an iron embrace
You won't be alive for long
Your heart begins to race
But just as blood begins to spurt
From places you didn't know exsisted
You wake up with a wild jerk
Your bedsheets scrunched and twisted
Slowly erratic breathing slows
And your fevered chest stops heaving
But in your frighted heart you know
Those beasts are never leaving