Paranoid.

Twist and turn under the covers,

Writhing in perpetual terror.

Feverish fervor seethes through your veins.

Brutalized the last line of defense..

Let us in, under your skin.

Betwixt the horrors and safe havens.

Unnerving calls of crows and ravens.

A Hellish symphony, cacophonous calls ring endlessly.

Despite the power held within,

This badge of courage is built on sins.

He claims to have no fear,Yet he keeps running.

And in that moment where the nightmare remains still,

So will he.

Only to come face to face with a cold truth.

That split moment where you wake up, mimicked reality torn at the seams.

And you're so fucking glad it was a dream?..

This was nothing like that.