No Sweet Dream

“now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep”

nightmares haunt me
no words to describe
the terror ravaging my mind
my soul to keep
my soul to take
insanity imminent
my soul to break

the darkness present
it never fades
and as the morning light approaches
I fear the end of the day

though I love the night
I fear the screams
that will escape me
but that’s inevitable
I suppose
when one has nightmares
instead of sweet dreams

“If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take”