quinta-feira, 8 de setembro de 2011

Story time,

Let me tell you a story
About a silly contraption
Trust me when I say
You will get a reaction.

When you're fast asleep,
I come in your dreams
I manipulate your mind
Until you can scream.

Few do know me
But those that do know
Everyday they wish
They hadn't seen the show.

I come when you least expect
Ready to make you go mad
Believe me when I say
You would rather be dead.

I hug you really tightly
Denying you of all air.
Claustrophobics are my favourite
They get quite the scare.

You toss and turn
And try to get away
But I'm not finished
So listen to what I say

I conjure daggers
Fire, blades, water
Your cries are so precious
As you enter this slaughter.

The tears pour down
As you hallucinate this madness
You're almost fully awake
Now isn't that a sadness?

You finally get up
And you run to the door
You sob uncontrollably
As your whole body feels sore.

Now look at yourself
See no blood trickling down
Feel the pain in your chest
When you realize the craziness you've found.

I'm the box that manipulates all
I'm the nightmare you had never in sight
And to escape me, well
Just remember to turn on the light.

PhillGothDragon

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