The night gave off an uneasiness
There was a static storm looming
I closed my eyelids in eagerness
Hoping for sleep to consume the feeling

I saw him walking beside me
A memory endlessly creeping in
Once again his step falls behind me
Filling me with pain and panic

I turn almost instinctually
Grasping a blade tightly in hand
Striking him with unnerving velocity
A reoccurring dream of killing him