Nothing is real.......

Hot and cold shadows creep across my skin.
Wondering what they whisper is my sin.
To my horror I find that I am lost.
Panicked breathing produces pale frost.

Warping darkness before my eyes.
Heavy voices echo of wicked lies.
Alone and not in so many places.
Seeing now cold dead faces.

Awake in my room I seem to jump.
Fear and loneliness cause my throat to lump.
Still waiting inside the demons sing.
I know slowly I'm becoming this thing.

I was wrong....it's not over yet.
Just another trick of the mind you can bet.
I've always been locked in this evil packet.
Flesh ripped open I dive inside like a maggot.

Terror consumes the innocence now.
And it seems that unto me the monsters bow.
Looking down I see I'm just like him.
The future has been just as grim.

My hands like knives tear apart the ones I love.
The creatures bring more bodies to push and shove.
Crying out and weeping I claw myself until I break.
Daze, I hold the bloody knife..... but at least I'm awake.

My nightmares are more real every time....