Sunday, November 27, 2005

Nevermore

Sleepless Dreams

I twist, I spin
I thrash and cry
Jerk and twitch
Move and slide
I cannot sleep,
restless dreams
Haunting me
Haunting me!
All through the night.

Fangs pierce flesh,
Blood runs cold
This corpse seems fresh
But is, in fact, old.

In my dreams
I see it all
I feel the bite
Darkness pulls...
I look in the mirror
There's not a mark
No twin wounds
No bruised throat.

Have I... Did I go insane?
Did I lose my mind?
His fangs in my vein
And my life in a bind?

Razor kiss
Grip of steel
... How could it...
Not have been real?