Clouded mind full of
fear, as a smog of  poison
envelopes my dreams.

Where once its was colour
and fantasy, now coated in black
thorns, dreams touched each
poisoned and a bright place
turns to eternal darkness with
in my sleep .

I dream of the day where I don't
wake up with a scream, of the
darkness surrounding me now
tinted are my dreams. My awake
time is my safe place, I fear the
time of sleep, where there is darkness
to corrupt me while  not awake.

will it spread to my waking
dreams, will I see things not real,
how long can I hold out when
will the darkness consume my
day and night where I will
see only things of darkness
not even real.