afraid to close your eyes
you slowly dive into peaceful sleep .
awaken by the terror of the night
you hear yourself screaming. then a sudden wave of wind passes over your body.
awake but not alive,
you're paralyze.
as you struggle to open your eyes, your breath goes, pitch black is all you see under pasted eyelids, that refuse to open
buried in the dark of the night
lying in a cage
trying to escape the devils trap
but there's no way to go
not one chance to move
then your body rebels, as you think "maybe I should...". then the world pauses.
now even your mind is paralyzed.
nothing to think of, but your mind flooded by an ocean of thoughts
and every joint in your body refuses to move
like a magnet, the negativity of the situation repels against the little positivity left in you
creating a force, stronger that you can bare.
then a soft voice appears
a soft, painful mourn,
a request for help
but its your voice,
your voice outside of you
you sense your own presence
"but how can that be??!
but that's me!"
puzzled and confused
only at the thought of that, there's pain
pain consuming your body
like a heavy stone being placed at the center at your heart
now you can't speak. you can't think. at least not about anything but the pain
scaring your body with the weight of its life,
and piercing your soul, to retrieve its lost humanity
stuck in a world of pain
where the night never seems to surprise you.
your eyes opens in the vividness of the night
to your relief.
only to be ****** back into terror
as a black flowing shadow approaches you
the electricity in its body is released, sending shockwaves down your spine
your spine is paralyzed, now you're truly glued to your bed
its flowing arms, takes hold of your only way to live
and its possessive eyes gazing strongly to yours
the terror now grows.
there's no way to look away
your eyes refuses to cooperate
forced to look
tension grows.
you panic.
you cry.
this shadowy intruder releases
and like a gust of wind quickly passing
but the pain and terror remained
wounded.
the scars on your body a reminder of want inhumanity felt like.
you awake confused.
frightened. weak.
you know this wasn't a dream
Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 8:01 AM UTC
afraid to close your eyes
you slowly dive into peaceful sleep .
awaken by the terror of the night
you hear yourself screaming. then a sudden wave of wind passes over your body.
awake but not alive,
you're paralyze.
as you struggle to open your eyes, your breath goes, pitch black is all you see under pasted eyelids, that refuse to open
buried in the dark of the night
lying in a cage
trying to escape the devils trap
but there's no way to go
not one chance to move
then your body rebels, as you think "maybe I should...". then the world pauses.
now even your mind is paralyzed.
nothing to think of, but your mind flooded by an ocean of thoughts
and every joint in your body refuses to move
like a magnet, the negativity of the situation repels against the little positivity left in you
creating a force, stronger that you can bare.
then a soft voice appears
a soft, painful mourn,
a request for help
but its your voice,
your voice outside of you
you sense your own presence
"but how can that be??!
but that's me!"
puzzled and confused
only at the thought of that, there's pain
pain consuming your body
like a heavy stone being placed at the center at your heart
now you can't speak. you can't think. at least not about anything but the pain
scaring your body with the weight of its life,
and piercing your soul, to retrieve its lost humanity
stuck in a world of pain
where the night never seems to surprise you.
your eyes opens in the vividness of the night
to your relief.
only to be ****** back into terror
as a black flowing shadow approaches you
the electricity in its body is released, sending shockwaves down your spine
your spine is paralyzed, now you're truly glued to your bed
its flowing arms, takes hold of your only way to live
and its possessive eyes gazing strongly to yours
the terror now grows.
there's no way to look away
your eyes refuses to cooperate
forced to look
tension grows.
you panic.
you cry.
this shadowy intruder releases
and like a gust of wind quickly passing
but the pain and terror remained
wounded.
the scars on your body a reminder of want inhumanity felt like.
you awake confused.
frightened. weak.
you know this wasn't a dream
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