Nightmares

I just can't think. 

I don't want to blink. 

I am afraid of what will be manifested in my mind. 

Being left alone with my nightmares I am confined.

The darkness slowly eats inside of me, 

until all that is left is the dark soul of misery. 

A shadow of what I was. 

Death waits with open jaws.

I am nothing.

Not one thing.

I do not want to think because I am afraid.

Now seeing the executioner sharpening his axe blade. 

Listening to my last breath.

I am afraid of death. 

I am afraid of death.

Overshadowing me he glides.

He holds my hand as he guides. 

Waiting to lift the soul out of my cold corps;

I promised him, I begged him, I swore to him;

If he would give me one more chance.

Given one insight of my life,

& I saw you at first glance. 

Do not think I have been this nervous about my thoughts.

And now I have held it in too long because now my stomach have knots.

It makes me fade from reality;

and now my nightmares have become my normality. 

Life is not as it seems to be. 

I guess I have lost that key.

News are creating opinions, 

that is making collisions. 

But in the end I fall into this motion.

I don't insist on this notion.

I am just like one of you.

Adieu.