This is just a short poem I wrote a long time ago about the Prince in a nightmare where he sees the Dahaka, please read and review because I wanted to put this up a while ago but was a little worried because I'll be honest, I'm no poet. Oh, by the way, any 'New Memories' readers reading this - I will try and update soon!(5/2/05)
NIGHTMARE
Tangled up in this darkness, living a constant nightmare.
Shadows of the past envelope and encase me, stripping me of my sanity.
Only in the hours of the day,
do I receive any respite;
for there only memories will haunt me,
memories which I can fight away.
The precious light that keeps me awake, the light that protects me.
Yet, it is only a delay for the night to come.
Then the sky darkens,
like the shadows that I am caught up in.
I place my head on my pillow,
and immediately the darkness consumes me,
it confuses me and claws out with talons to grab me.
My mind is shaken with the constant torturous screams,
my screams.
I scream and run for refuge, for salvation.
Yet it is all done in vain,
for I am in this constant spiralling darkness,
and I fall and fall deeper within it.
I plead with the creature within the iniquity of the nightmare,
I ask for mercy,
I beg it to leave me, for it to stop haunting me.
Yet, all is done in vain.
I panic, I twist and turn trying to avoid being suffocated,
in this black pool that drowns me.
The harrowing talons continue to draw across my bare mind,
lashing it, striking it, trying to destroy it!
But then, when I am on the brink of insanity and wish for nothing but death,
I ease my eyes open;
bathed in sweat, I stand.
The rays of the sun sweep over me and then I realise that I am safe now.
It is day, my sanctuary; my haven.
I am unscathed physically.
It was only a nightmare.