You whisper the sweetest words to me.
They float into my ears and linger there, repeating themselves over and over.
How can I harbor doubt, when they fall so beautifully from your lips?
You spin flattery into an eloquent web, and entangle  me in it.
What hope have I to turn away, when your soft voice draws me yet nearer?
What chance have I of seeing through this shroud that clouds my vision,
When your face is reflected even in the blurred darkness of my closed eyes.
Somewhere within the refines of my muddled consciousness, I feel the warnings of Reason.
But Reason's voice is hushed, and your words paired with my quickened pulse are enough to drown it out.

I used to think that monsters lived under my bed,
Hiding in the darkness, with eyes of ruby red.
I'd hide under my blankets, as if they were a shield,
And hope that in the shadows i would be concealed.

But then one day i realized that i had been mislead,
The real monsters i had, were the ones inside my head.
They quietly creep and crawl in the corners of my mind,
Whispering words that make me weep 'til I've gone blind.

They shatter my happiness and suffocate my dreams,
And make my ears ache with the shrill sound of their screams.
They wrap their cold fingers around my worn out heart,
And inside i feel as though they are tearing me apart.

Can you see beneath this smile i wear?
Look past these cheerful eyes.
Do you recognize the sadness there,
Concealed by this disguise?

I'm drowning in a flood of tears,
That no one seems to see,
Troubled by my silent fears,
That withhold sleep from me.

Can you hear the waver in my tone,
When i say "I'm doing fine" ?
Truth is I'm scared to be alone,
In this secret world of mine.

Darkness consumes them all.
Mothers, fathers, sons, and daughters.
It devours them like a starved animal, showing no mercy.
It shrouds them in endless night, every last innocent victim.
None can escape the suffering, the constant grief and fear.
It eats away at them, slowly eroding their will to live.
What was it like to have a family?
To sleep in a warm bed at night?
To be untouched by the pain of hunger?
They can no longer recall.
Their tears have been spent, their humanity stolen.
Skeletal shells are all that remain,
The ******* ghosts of people who once were.
No longer do they fear Death; he is a familiar acquaintance,
A chance to escape the unbearable agony.
Some embrace him, others have no choice.
In an instant they are swept away, willing or not.
Their lives snuffed out, unnoticed by the world.
They are broken-winged birds, caged behind barbed wire.
No hope of flying in the blood-red sky,
Tinged with smoke and fire.

Dark angry rain clouds greedily consumed the sky,
Hiding the once luminous sun in a dreary shadow.
The air is thick with anticipation. An eerie silence.
The wind roars menacingly as it rushes passed me.
The world is a weeping child as torrents of rain
Plunge down to the earth like teardrops, immersing
Everything in sight. A shiver travels down my spine
As I feel the water cascading down upon me.
The land is Grey with gloom. The drip drop of rain
Surrounds me. I Sway to the relentless rain,
And dance to the distant thunder.

When I’m dreaming the world is full of color,
Bursting into beams of shining, sparkling light.
Fast asleep, and free of worry, want, and woe.
I pay no mind to the lies of mankind.

When I’m dreaming, I am no one but myself.
No need to hide behind an ugly shadow of
Someone I don’t know, someone I don’t need to be.
No longer in danger of being a stranger.

When I’m dreaming, the world is mine.
Every field, forest, and firefly.
The air is thick with the scent of flowers.
I could lie here in the breeze all day.

When I’m dreaming, I constantly wonder
Why reality can’t be like I make it,
Why all of my dreams are forsaken,
Why do I have to awaken?