The Nightmare
Silently searching through the unknown makes me fear
Makes me fear what I don't know, what I don't want to know
I continue to advance into the dark, blindly moving forward when I hear
I hear a voice, warning me in a deep, dark, condescending voice, "Go..."
I gasp, feeling the little hairs on my arms start to rise
Rise because that voice was so, so close to me
I start to turn back, but if I do, everyone I love will surely die
Die because this thing has no mercy
"Why, why are you doing this?" I cry into darkness
Darkness that is brought on by the thing's soul
I hear a crackle and as I feel the thing come towards me, I hear "Guessss..."
I hear this because he is right in my face, and then suddenly I get its initial goal
"Take me," I whispered, knowing the thing would hear my plea
My plea for this thing to punish me for my sins, not the ones that I love
"Welllll, I can't do that you seeeee...."
But I did not see, did not see at all, I only wished to save my beloved
I suddenly opened my eyes to a familiar face, staring into loving eyes
Eyes I had known my entire life and cared for deeply
"Claire, wake up, wake up honey, you were having a bad dream, maybe about some guy?"
A guy, that was no guy, I looked at my mother and began describing my nightmare sheepishly...
