| I'm not going to go into the full detail of the nightmare that inspired 'The Night'. At the time I was having a reoccuring dream that constantly woke me up at the same time early in the morning in a cold sweat. It changed ever so slightly with each dream until I finally just stopped having it. Basically, I wrote this poem to get my frustrations down. |
| Through the shadows of the night The predator hunts it's prey Hungry gleaming eyes seen through a stream of moonlight In my mind's eye is where the nightmare lay Stalking through darkened dreams I search madly but he is just out of my view This silent killer drawn by my screams The growing blackness surrounds me Fear swallows me whole In it's jaws my soul writhes With the pain my mind takes the toll No one can hear my pitiful cries Another battle won by terror I was weakened by it's bite Nothing but bones on the floor of it's lair I'm a victim of the night |
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