Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
...i hear them howling cries of terror in the vortex of my dreams in the dark i feel them nearing on the wind i hear the screams there's something in the shadows there's a monster in the deep and i sense the presence of an evil approaching in my sleep in my sleep... there's a terrible truth, i don't yet know a sight i've yet to witness but i feel it creeping through my mind like an ever-present sickness my blood runs cold my hair stands up and i can feel the wicked upon my flesh within my soul a sickly, black enigma... UNEXPLAINED NIGHT TERRORS something our subconscious knows UNEXPLAINED NIGHT TERRORS but is unable to show...
0
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC
unexplained night terrors
...i hear them howling cries of terror in the vortex of my dreams in the dark i feel them nearing on the wind i hear the screams there's something in the shadows there's a monster in the deep and i sense the presence of an evil approaching in my sleep in my sleep... there's a terrible truth, i don't yet know a sight i've yet to witness but i feel it creeping through my mind like an ever-present sickness my blood runs cold my hair stands up and i can feel the wicked upon my flesh within my soul a sickly, black enigma... UNEXPLAINED NIGHT TERRORS something our subconscious knows UNEXPLAINED NIGHT TERRORS but is unable to show...
xan-abyss
Written by
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem