NIGHTMARES

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

The eyelids flicker
Within the dream
Its haunting melody
In distance breathes
With jagged words
Upon each lie
Dimension reaches
The inner eye.

Ruined mansions
With crowded rooms
Fierce skies
Blood red moon
Footsteps close
Out of view
A nightmare grips
Its hold on you.

Unknown pathways
Observing eyes
Many shadows
Passing by
Half familiar faces
From long ago
Peering looks
Unearthly glow.



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