In the Middle of the Night
Going into the dark chambers of your mind
Where the voices whisper
The hands claw
Waking up in a cold sweat
Gasping for breath
Longing for air
No, you won't go back there
Gulping water to quench your throat dried from screams
Slowly floating away from your nightmare
Close yours eyes, heart beats still
Open them again, it's still there
You reach for a book, turn on the light
Looks like you won't be sleeping tonight
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