14 August 2012
You creep up on me in the night, The sight of you gives me a fright.
You coil your way into my dreams, Making everything come across not as they seem.
I ask myself "why did you chose me." And pray to God you'll set me free.
What is it that gives you pleasure to scare, You terrible thing I call a nightmare.
by vera©
Nightmare • Opuss № I