Dancing with Nightmares

Walking in the night

Dancing with Nightmares.

Dark blanket of ebon.

The candle lit room in the, house at the end of the road.

I walk out the door.

Light trailing behind me.

Splitting the darkness.

Smoke wafting heavy

in the cold night air.

My every breath, heavy with sadness and lust.

My eyes burning with tears of rage.

I see ghosts dancing in the moonlight.

I fall to the ground crucified by all that surrounds me.

Wounds rend my body and make me impotent to the darkness.

The candle lit room in the house at the end of the road.

Dancing with Nightmares in a blanket of ebon.

The night heavy with sadness and lust.

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