Never-ending Nightmares
Drifting away never seemed worse
The thought of what is coming very near
Appears to be much more than just a curse
Like living life in a horror premiere
Once everything goes to complete darkness
Is when the movie begins abruptly
Beginning with music inducing stress
And filled with terrors so truly ugly
But after light breaks through the dreary night
And eyes are now left bloodshot but awake
Relief can finally come into sight
As the mind takes a momentary break
Yet still there is no end to these bad chills
From what next could be in the night so still
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