The other night, I had a dream
It was normal at first,
Or so it seemed
I was in a room, tiled black and white
Completely alone
No soul is sight
There was just one window, on the far wall
With a flower on the sill
Perched above all
Ouside of the window I saw the moon shine
I could see the ocean
A beautiful view, if I may, being kind.
Whenn suddenly a noise broke me from my daydream
I turned around to see
Nothing, but I heard a scream
I saw no door in this strange prison
Just smooth walls,
But you could hear through them, if you listened
I could hear the screams of a woman, in pain
They were so loud and sorrowful
All I wished for them not to be in vain
Suddenly, thunder crashed and the room changed
No longer smooth tile,
Now a home for the deranged.
The flower replaced with.. A skull
It must've been human
If it was alive at all
Brown stone walls inscribed with strange phrases
Written in a language like old English
Surviving through the ages
It's a nightmare you can't wake, a terror that doesn't fade
The only left for me
Is my blade
I tried so hard to escape from this maze
But it seems like now
I will meet my fate
They beat me today and they will on the morrow,
They took all I had
All that's left is my sorrow
They're torturing me in this forsaken place
Thinking about what they did...
It quickens my pace
Yes, my friends, this is written in blood
I wish it was not,
But I do not bleed mud.
HELP me please, I'm dying in here
Someone please come...
The rest of this, is smeared by tears
These are just some of the horrors inscribed on the walls
I sank to the floor,
When I head the call
"Oh Jack!" It called, it's voice sickly sweet.
"Come on, boy, it's time
Now get on your feet!"
I turned around to see a door, light peeking through the crack
Behind it was a man,
And he said, "Hello Jack!"
"What a pleasant surprise that you're here today!
What brings you here?
What did you do? What did you say?"
"You know very well this place is for the Damned.
I've seen many people,
Every woman and man."
"Scammers, theives, the worst of the worst!
And the more that come in here,
The more grows my thirst."
The last part was not really said, more of a snarl
His crooked yellow teeth showing
In a twisted sort of smile
He reached out his hand like I was to take it
I backed up in the room
Not thinking I would make it.
The man reached for me, but I scuttered away
I was not being hurt by this man
Not ever, not today.
"I saw what you did to the last people here!
Why would you hurt them like that?
Revealing their worst fears?"
***Second part of this will be on tomorrows! :3
