Dying to Dream

By AnarKoRn

Darkness sleeps inside my mind
And when I dream it awakens
I see the one I hate the most
And she taunts me
When I lie I can't find sleep
Images into my mind creep
They steal my soul
And feed on my inhuman need
The whores dance on my eyelids
I can hear their unconscious moans
My eyes bleed from their treading feet
Their images are forever entangled
Inside the bastards mind
They barrage my mind with needs
But I don't need or even want
The flesh is fair my mind is dirty
I continue on without any care

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© 2008 AnarKoRn
Published on Wednesday, July 2, 2008.     Filed under: "Horror" and "Poetry"
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