Morbid Nightmare
Morbid nightmare for the feelings that run wild
inner feelings i kept hiden tightly from the
world as a child.
Desparation on an endless journey but there
is no reality only obsession that i am urning.
Traviling a twisted road that seems impossable
to follow and thinking back on the past has
giving me nothing but greif an sorrow.
The war between coruption an hate pins you
to a chair
You here what those people are whispering
but you choose not to care.
Morbid nightmare your only true escape
but your stuck inbetween a dream that wants
to become your gate.
Sometimes you dont want to wake up hoping
that you might find
A wired shut mouth with a little peice
of mind.
There can be no haven until the final nightmare
so lye on your bed and close your eyes
but always beware.
You have finally enterd yout dream of morbid nightmare
Just be reminded of the knowledge you do not
share.
You come across three small children who have
no need for a protector
so you pss an begin your journey scared of
what you may encounter.
Intemidated by the blackness of the night an
the coldness of your heart
you feel as if your soul is being taken an
torn all apart.
You come across a hill covered by thick sand
and you feel forces full of rage moving like
wraths across the land.
You reach the top and look down only to find
an endless drop to an endless dream
You realize there is no way out so you close
your eyes an begin to scream
searching for a refuge from this unwanting dare
but there is no sanity that awaits for you because
you promised your soul to a morbid nightmare
Copyright © Cynthia Gissendanner | Year Posted 2005
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