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
Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 5:01 PM UTC
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
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