The time has changed from day into the night
But alas I don't want to close my eyes.
This is because the terrifying fright,
And the lack of dreams with a sunny sky.
The frightening tales of the dreams I see
Would make another have nightmares of own.
They would no longer have any glee,
I never would have slept if had I known.
The nightmares have changed the way of the dark;
For what once was happy, now is sad
Cause the demons inside have now made their mark.
And in the night I am no longer glad,
Then the morning finally arises;
And I want no more scary surprises
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Random collection of poetry
PoetryThis is my compilation of new poems and old. They are not necessarily in chronological order so beware of random changes in quality. But I hope you enjoy my poems :)