Sep 2020
An entrance to my fears
A look into the dark edges
Chills, screams, and tears
My sleep slings me into what trenches
Trapped in my menacing mind
Reality twisting into a paradox
Reminding me through the confine
Fearful of the disturbing faux
The shadows reach for the soul
This treachery haunts my heart
The feeling of separating my skull
My memories ripping me apart
It takes your deepest senses
Manipulates your faintest thoughts
Developing a world of consequences
Twisting your psych into tight knots
A look into the dark edges
Chills, screams, and tears
My sleep slings me into what trenches
Trapped in my menacing mind
Reality twisting into a paradox
Reminding me through the confine
Fearful of the disturbing faux
The shadows reach for the soul
This treachery haunts my heart
The feeling of separating my skull
My memories ripping me apart
It takes your deepest senses
Manipulates your faintest thoughts
Developing a world of consequences
Twisting your psych into tight knots
Every night you sleep and encounter a nightmare through your journey of the unconscious do you ever wonder where did these sounds, visions, and ideas come from. The scary thing is your mind created this nightmare just for you by using things you've heard, seen, smelled, tasted, and even thought. Can we even trust our own sub-conscious!
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