Many moons ago, one of my dreams dreary
crept into a realm ruled by the eerie,
and then came a visitor draped in a dark cloak
to mark its presence in the skies of smoke.
Amidst the silence, I heard a churning
of the cauldron in a mystifying happening
as I witnessed the nocturnal visitor, surreal
began twirling reality by making shadows kneel.
And then came another perched upon a bust
blood-thirsty and shrouded in a haunting lust
whose eyes then began swallowing my soul
unleashing severe pain as my cries began to unroll.
I harkened to a phantom fluid and obscure
who howled the laments of the world impure
whose voice seemed to me from a realm unknown
intriguing me where this dream had flown.
Whispers of gloom like tendrils of mist
coiled around me as my sanity they did twist
and threw me into a ballet of illusions so grand
where darkness and light concomitantly expand.
Ghouls danced and swayed in ways grotesque
within the limits of this insane burlesque
with their faces broiled in the cauldron of despair
and painted in the oils of this ominous affair.
Anxiously, I tried to touch the ghoul\'s hands
but they slipped out like the shifting sands
and it suddenly vanished in cold ethereal
and melted away like a forgotten funeral.
The room began growing cold and dread
as the visitor churned the cauldron in my head
and slowly, numbness tore reality apart
unveiling horrors to tear my heart.
In the depths of this delusional reverie
I feared, cried and felt as per the visitor\'s decree.
Through vestibules of this room, I laid strayed
Caught in a labyrinth where reason decayed.
I hopelessly yearned for a glimmer of light
but the visitor\'s grip sealed my plight.
I entered a chimaera of an unending illusion
as my derelict sanity mixed with confusion.
But then the raven returned as the day approached
as the visitor vanished, leaving me encroached
but those illusions lingered like a haunting refrain
as I wandered through that mind-numbing pain.
The tendrils of the visitor continue to persist
and horrific illusions that my mind does insist,
as it acts as a reminder where my fears entwine
leaving me a hostage of this visitor of mine.