Sweet Dreams?
#OutOfTheBlue Sleep Tight Wrap your duvet close, Lay Your Mind to rest, Relax, Lull Into a sense of security, Open Subconscious To a starved, unwanted guest.
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#OutOfTheBlue Sleep Tight Wrap your duvet close, Lay Your Mind to rest, Relax, Lull Into a sense of security, Open Subconscious To a starved, unwanted guest.
I just had a nightmare, It roused me from my sleep, Tore its way down to my heart, Swam, and swam so deep.
I stood there, on the path that I use every single day, every week, at the same time. This was the same forest but not the same scene.
Her eyes met his and in them she saw no trace of Zayden left. She tried to reach up behind her to pull herself up onto the couch where the duffle bags with the weapons and ammo were but she couldn't.
+18 #Nightdwellers I'm the agent of fear, You cannot replace. Your tears I will taste, Your fears I'll embrace. I'll jeer and I'll chase, No safe place of grace.
Hunched in the corner of my room, alone and afraid, screams of terror echo in the hall, the feeding frenzy at nightfall.
If you ever wish to find me, Just look with your dreams. I'll be hiding in their shadows, Sewing up their seams. And once I have you sealed. Sitched up, without escape.
Run. I can hear myself screaming it at you, I can feel the tears rushing down my cheeks. I can see my hand reaching out for you, trying to grab you, to pull you to me one last time.
A raw-knuckled rap on a rotten door,. A lifeless body on a shore,. Heads bouncing down the stairs,. A nasty demon's acid leers,. A savage blossom's unseen. bane,. Poison seeping through a brain,.
Hand in hand, we walked down the beach, sand rising in between our toes. You stop and turn to look at me, out eyes meet and we are kissing.
An edited #Acorn 16+ I'm that hooded figure, At the end of your bed. I'm the bogey man, Understand what I said .
She stumbled through, her dress dragging along and catching on every root she stepped on, on every branch she passed. It was dark and hard to see, and she thought she heard voices every now and then.
I hear something in the dead of night Outside of my window, just out of sight I hear it creep inside my house Quieter than a skilful mouse It creaks slightly on the first step But I hear no...
Rolling hills and fields of green stretch as far as eyes can see. The brilliant blue dome of the heavens is remarkable in its intense clarity. All in all this is a beautiful place.
Slowly I grabbed hold of the creaky door handle, I pulled it and suddenly a tall figure was sprinting away from me.
I had a dream. A very vivid dream. Where nothing at all. Was quite as it seemed. I was driving along. in my usual black car. On a local country road. But not very far. The kids were in the back.
That one nightmare, Leaves me shaking, Sweat on brow, My body quaking. Hands clutch sheets, My breathing shallow, Look in mirror: Flesh so sallow.
I had a dream once and it was kind of freaky..... I was in a hotel with my mum. It was dark. There were creaky wooden floorboards that only made the place look darker.
#halloweenparty. I can see you have your invite. N o need to be so shy. V alid every area. I ncludes free pumpkin pie. T he stage is set, it's ready. A nd it's time to rock again.
A dream....or was it a memory...played out in my head. Both were teeming with darkness present days. The scene was dark and bleak.
When your eyelids grow heavy, And the dark closes in, The dream-maker will come, To trace your every sin, He has no cloak of night, No staff or curved knife, The owls do not cover him, As hands grasp...
I looked around. I couldn't quite make out where I was because I was surrounded by darkness. I could feel the could hard concrete press underneath my palms as I set up.
I opened my eyes and looked around the tiny room I was in. I don't remember how I got there. The room had padded walls (like you would find in a asylum) with a concrete floor.
#halloween #nightdwellers Burning breath, scorches your mind. Cold and death intertwine. Darkness falls, but so does light. Empty halls, in broken nights. Water drips, echoes through.