Nefarious Dreams of a Haunted Mind

Praying to the Lord by the bed
Before the dreams continue their flow
To set them free...

With my loves tied by a tight rope
I pull them swiftly across the water
Under the green daylight of summer
They are mine for the taking, to fulfill my life
To craft my own future with needles
Sowing in the little pleasures included
Ripping out the black seams embedded
Such a felicitous feeling to have it all
To be blessed with god-given powers...
To be consumed by wishful thinking...

A reality passes before a dream
My hands turn chained to the bedpost
Patient to be awakened...

I’m still sleeping in emotion’s path
Still waiting to pull your cancer under me
To live the life I must’ve deserved to live
But love me at no matter what cost
Step across my boundaries at any time
Through these images you pass to me
Under the cold rains of reality
And kiss me with your heart’s desire
Leaving me a sense of heartfelt passion...
Leaving me another reason to not awaken...

They grow darker to me... the sky...
          the storm... the rivers... everything...
I see my fate...

Holding a blazing torch under these rains
In my reality’s wish to never come true
I look into your eyes for one last time
Letting you construe my hidden desires
But the horsemen have come to abduct me
You fight the tears underneath your cloak
As the anguish and detriment consume me whole
I ride away, unable to scream a goodbye
The nightmare rides into the forest unseen
Turning me possessed and brainsick tonight
 
Still sleeping soundly, but seemingly awake
Eyes dead to the ceiling, darkened with fear
Eerie sounds make my heart tremble further
          My body is numb...
                                            Oh, so numb...

His eye is on me...
I can see the hatred, the evil inside...
He plagues my life in little dreams…
Feeling a sense of betrayal...

My heart is clinging to the bedpost
Riveting from the mental image
Beating fast; pumping blood to sin
Pages from the book flipping with speed
A lamp falls to the naked floor
The black cat scampers across the scene
The red knife is lifted to the sky
Sweat runs down and panic hits a climax
As the knife digs deep into my skin
A s   t h e   d r e a m   d i g s   d e e p   i n t o   m y   s k i n . . .

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I awaken to an easing sunshine
Feeling blood clenched in my fists...

~Lidless Eye