Nightmare

Hearts Pound,
such a soft sound.

Fright does that to a body, fear.
But then why are you here?

In this place where fear rules the land.
With such a strong hand.

Where your darkest thoughts come true.

A dark hole,
that's part of your soul.

Places where your fears run free.
And you confide them in me.

The Nightmare.
Then I use them to scare.

From a dark place they flow.
Into your subconsciousness they go.

As you drift off to sleep,
these fears dare to creep.

Into the light,
causing fright.

A fright which makes your heart pound.
Which is such a soft sound.

In the Silence of Night.
In the Place of Fright.