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Well I've tried to sleep, but sleep won't come.
Will the evil come back for me? It might.

The thoughts of them are in black and white
and they're a warning light.

Why can't they just leave me alone?

I can't escape my horrid dreams,
oh they follow me until all I hear are screams.

They're drowning me in my own tears,
as I go down all I see is my fears. Fire
spreads through the crowd, and I fall to the ground.

Will the evil come back for me?
Breach of Trust Feb 2014
I blanket myself within torment and pain,
Refusing to peek into the ever soft light.
I tear at my flesh with a blade,
Hoping that doing so would end my fright.
I cry myself to sleep using my tears as lullabies,
Only to sleep a nightmare filled never-ending slumber.
I wake forcing my limp body out of bed,
Knowing that by nightfall the sorrow that the day would bring,
Is the only thing that I'll care to remember.

— The End —