1Dying and used
Shattered hope and splintered pride
From this nightmare I can't just hide
It's there when I leave
And while I slip my arm through my sleeve
Staring at me with invisible eyes
Hissing diabolic lies
In a tone
That chills me through the bone
I hear his laugh in the night
With the screams of the floorboards out of sight
My mind at race
Listening for his pace
His chuckle echos in my brain
His demonic voice driving me insane
The longer I lay and wait
The more his chesire grin I hate
He wishes my death and I his, yes
Anything to clear my mind of this mess
I must get rid of my nightmare
Or else I be caught in a paranoid's snare
The closed door creaks ajar
A solitary shadow streches afar
Across the cold floor, towards where I rest
My fear clasped mind races for a solution that's best
My petrified stare fixed upon the shadow
Silent prayers for the marrow
Screaming floor warns of his nearing
His breath and my heart beat, all I'm hearing
He's so smooth and calm
While my heart feels like a bomb
TO late is the explosion of fear
For my heart is the only thing I hear
Reflecting the moonlight in his chesire grin
His breath is the stench of sin
My life did not end plesantly as is my plan
But instead stolen by the real nightmare; The Boogyman