This is my nightmare.
All I can see,
Is what will be the death of me.
My pain is what they desire.

Nothing compares to this hell I feel.
Every detail seems so real.
Fear chills down my stiff spine.
I can barely move, barely speak.

Shadows haunt every hill, every peak.
I can't escape this terror.
Every trace of light dies.
I can't seem to open my eyes.

It looks as though I will never leave.
My sense begins to wither and rebel.
Fear and hate control my every cell.