Poem

Not sure if I like this one or not, but here it is:

Nightmares. Nightmares.

Horrors. Horrors.

Retched beasts that claw through your subconscious.

Leaving you gasping as the sun slowly rises.

Monsters. Monsters.

Shudders. Shudders.

Cold sweat that lingers.

As the fire burns your soul.

Demons. Demons.

Scorching. Scorching.

Your flesh is singed.

Your scars are stinging.

Nightmares. Nightmares.

Horrors. Horrors.

As people pass you by.