Literature
My Precious Nightmare
my precious nightmare
You are the chasm that swallows my light
pulling me further into the night
you are the dream that suddenly turnt sour
the keeper and watcher of my twighlight hour
You are the dark, that claims my subconcious
waiting in patience for the time you take over
showing me snapshots of whats yet to be
the drive behind this, the drive behind me
my precious nightmare, wicked and wrong
sing to me sweetly, your wretched song
rock me to sleep now, show me your wares
and ill show the world, what the others wont dare
my precious nightmare, caught in between
open my eyes, so i again see
the light that ill turn from, in fa