A/N: Another one of the dusty ol' poems I found in the files of my computer. :0) TRIXSTER
NIGHTMARES
by: TRIXSTER
Six silent screams
In the death of night,
Running from the nightmares
Only too real...
Doom awaits
while Fear chills the blood
Of making
the wrong decision
That turns deadly.
Eyes that seen too much detail
in all the horror,
Have not a single
Glimmer of innocence
Nor sheds an unseen tear
Without suffering.
A heart wrenched
With agony and guilt
Cries for those she killed,
Seeing her blood stained soul.
Shame destroys one's
Hopeful pride for vengeance
And crushes the dignity
With one swift blow.
While reality unfolds
To be a gruesome joke,
One drowns in the
Truth's ironic laughter.
With an uncontrollable rage,
A soul on the
brink of insanity,
blindly fights.