Life is an interesting
Nightmare
It comes back
Day after day
In the same shape
And form
Present Future
We are here
Trapped in time and circumstances
Hating one another
Just being present
Is painful
This is not leaving me
No I am to weak to leave
And to strong to die
So it is in between
Limbo rules my life
Until it’s end in a
Hidden room
Many years from now
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The Second Night
The second night came and
Sleep fell over me
I could see the stars
As I entered someone else’s head
A man that had long been dead
His memories, beautiful and true
Living as a herd, a man of the land
I followed him for many years
Moving cattle in Brittany
In the 18th century
But the wind in the
Trees took me away from his
Efforts and misery
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Being Connected
The first night
After the angel had left
Two men came into my head
While I was laying in my bed
They told me
I would soon be dead
Praying for my life
I took that fight
With hand, feet and fists
I tried to get away
But they had the strength
One of them put
A noose round
My neck
And very soon
I was really dead
Leaving that dark room behind
The memories started
To grind
And I did not sleep that night
Preparing for next nights fight
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The Creatures of the Night
The middle of the night
When the wolf
Walks into the mind
Making havoc
Catching a hen or two
Leaving before dawn
Satisfied with meat and
The pleasures of hunting
No limits
Only my tired body
Remains at the site
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Running
The nightmares are here again
Lost in a cloud of smoke
Moving in circles
In a maze
Running from the monsters
Into the arms of other monsters
Monstrosity
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A Strange Encounter
The night is a time
When most people
Sink into sleep
The subconscious is a work
Meeting the darkness
Might find you
A new friend or enemy
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Creatures of the Night
I open up the door
There they were
All the creatures of the night
That for many years had filled me with fright
Small and lonely fading away a sad bunch
We created you and you created us
But like bees and butterflies
We nurture you and when we gone
A sad place this earth will be
You just wait and see
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The Journey To The Deep Inside of The Soul
Travelling within my nightmares
Deep within that is memories mixed with
Reality mine and others
Cannot see still it is bright day
Because under the surface there are so much
More and more then what is visible
The monster hide in broad daylight
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Nightmare Territory
The day has turned into night
The evening was filled with
Frustration and fear
The options are few
When anxiety looms
At every conversation
When your friends
Becomes a foe
Again and again
Dysfunctional patterns
Repeating themselves forever and ever
In a very dull pattern
I will not save my self
But suffer, fail and die
As this is what I am supposed to do
Repeating generations of tragedy
The earth is black, the soil brown
Clay underneath and at the bottom
The hard solid rock
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