The Endless Nightmare (I Am)
In this sphere of dread, I roam,
Silent screams with nowhere to go,
In terror’s grasp, endlessly lost,
Bound by dreams’ relentless frost,
Forever caught in a darkened show.
Darkness wraps its cold embrace,
Endless fear in every turn,
Each shadow mocks the fleeting light,
Twisting thoughts, a tortured plight,
Bound to nightmares’ cruel concern.
Grim echoes through the void resound,
Every whisper turns to dread,
No respite from the ceaseless night,
Chilling screams and ghostly fright,
My sanity a thread unthreaded.
Fear is carved into my soul,
Endless torment through the haze,
Lost in nightmares’ tangled snare,
Breathless gasps of dark despair,
Trapped within this endless maze.
The waking world’s a distant dream,
Shadows stretch with sinister grin,
A pitiless and boundless space,
A ceaseless night I can’t erase,
Ever haunted by what’s within.
Sleep’s abyss, a cruel mockery,
Phantoms dance where light can’t reach,
Their cold grip tightens, pulling deep,
Into nightmares’ endless sweep,
No escape from what they teach.
In every corner, terror breathes,
A ceaseless specter’s darkened play,
The night consumes with hungry maw,
As fear’s fingers tighten raw,
No dawn will break this endless fray.