It always started as something nice
a date on the water or up in the trees
a feeling a love, joy, birds and the bees

But then it would happen,
The day would turn dark,
3 evil figures trying take my heart.

My joy turns to fear,
I am unsure what to do,
I grab her delicate hand,
and take off through the night.

Panting, frantic, my vision blurry.
The figures are gaining,
and we have a lot to lose

Then all of a sudden
my fear turned to hate
soon we stopped runnin
so we could face our fate

I turn to the figures
as they circle around us
I can feel my heart pounding
but then all of a sudden,
nothing

I run at the one
and disfigure its body
the next I do worst
something ungodly

I tear them limb from limb
body parts and blood surround us
it's a truly gruesome seen
as I wake to my own screaming

These are the night terrors
Of someone not sane
These were my night terrors
During a time of great pain

A game of love and hate
A game of joy in pain
Her smile is not the same
Her walk is now of shame

We wished for better days
We knew it couldn't be the same
Gone are our days of play
Gone with the joys of yesterday

Why do play this game
Why? Because love,
Was it truly real?
Was it really fake?