• Random images blur before me.
    And I find them horrible.
    Creativity roams free now.
    And it frightens me.
    Too free, a ghastly freedom.
    Too fast, too real, I swear I can feel it.
    But it's far from reality.
    Always too far.
    Always too free.
    And it frightens me.
    Twisting and turning.
    Writhing, oh so helplessly.
    My eyes are shut, I should see darkness.
    Too bright, too clear, I swear I can see it.
    But it's far from my eyes.
    Always too far.
    Always too free.
    And it frightens me.
    Closer and closer.
    Death inches to me.
    I stare it in the face.
    And it reaches for me.
    My eyes snap open.
    My breath is knocked out of my chest.
    My heart races.
    And I stare around the room.
    But then I fall.
    And I enter the nightmare
    And it frightens me.