Nightmares come and go they say,
but dreams are set in place.
The Dark involved in psyche,
sends a drizzle down your face
while you shift and turn, grasp and grope,
but safety is not coming.
A gasp of fright, unwaking eyes,
and shadows softly humming.
Hearken to me, my softest dear,
and I will tell you sure
that plain as eggs in molten sauce
those dreams have hit the floor.
Not running fast, not walking slow,
they’re always here to stay.
Not growing small, or lounging tall,
they ever seek to say
‘We’re here to hold and tease on you
the nights of your deep past,
when fear was set within your heart,
and always meant to last.
We’ll take your days, and spend ourselves,
within your dying soul.
And while you shrink and fear the night,
we’ll help you to grow old’.
Now hear my words, oh nightmare kids,
and hear them plain as true.
When nightmares are your only dreams,
there’s nothing you can do.
But do not hope, and do not pray
that all will soon be good.
Tonight you’ll sleep, your heart they’ll keep
and wash it in their blood.
PATIENCE!!!
©spilvenr
S