He who sees the true night,
Will not see the dreams light.
For when you sleep,
Your fear it will reap.
Light is banished from the orifice,
A horrible air sneaks through the crevice,
It comes with an unspeakable malice.
He who lies awake in the fortress of air,
It will come and make you feel despair.
In this night gone feral,
Be on your guard and make no error,
For it comes at you in wake of peril,
It is the night terror.
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Author:
Ecelis20 (
Offline) - Published: March 2nd, 2018 14:00
- Comment from author about the poem: As someone who had night terrors, this comes as a close description to how I experienced my episodes of night terrors.
- Category: Gothic
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Comments1
Good write as a poem. I think that if you dwell on it in your mind, you are more likely to make the terror come about in the night. Try calming your mind at the end of the day, before you sleep.
Thank you for your kind comment ^^
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