Oh, Those Nightmares

There's demons lurking inside at every twist and turn, And so many memories in ashes or yet to burn. A glance into the future comes through dreams which have been crushed, And on the roads to freedom those dreams wallow in the dust. Nightmares arrive on the tides which wash footprints from the sands; There will be no pathways clear that lead to the freedom lands. From time to time lights appear, they've come through the midnight cloud, Bringing echoes from afar and from those screaming out loud. The magician's long been dead for now there will be no cure, Not even the far off king can offer words that assure. The last queen had disappeared in the midst of an affair; Of her ghostly followers there are very few that care. If, like me, you wake in dark on a dreary moonless night And see the shadows dancing in a much frenzied delight; There's not much that you can do underneath the blankets deep, The best that you can hope for is at last they'll let you sleep. When at last the sun comes up, though you're weary to the bone; You know full well through the night you were never left alone. Enjoy these daylight hours, they'll feel far and few between, For the nightmares will return like movies already seen.