Like tornadoes they come,
Faster than the speed of light.
Just when everything seems right,
You're haunted by the night.
You fight, you shout, and you scream.
But words just won't come out.
Creeping down your spine, that's the cold.
And now you're all alone.
In this space within four walls,
All you can think about is another soul.
Upon these four walls,
Is another wandering soul.
Sweat dripping down your face,
Soak into your pillow case.
Your mind is still trying to solve this maze,
But these nightmares just won't stay away.
[R.V]
