#16
Forever in his nightmares he shall lay.
Never again can this beast portray
That grim event of his betrayal
In his mind he whispers: “I did not fail.”
His halls of horror lead him to this,
Here he discovers his short-lived bliss;
His only companion, among the sights so sick,
A journey of his life now made horrific.
Driven to hysteria, a feeling shoots so deep.
“Pray the lord my soul to keep”.
His dreams, his body now is confined
To what lurks and creeps within his mind.
Discovery
Strip back the drapes,
Dig deep in the casket.
Remove all the pieces
That cover and mask it.
Discover its puzzle, unsolved,
And its maze, unfinished.
And let it speak.
No thoughts diminished.
Its language is old,
Its words imperative.
And now it speaks
Unto you, so tentative.
“Please, forgive my absence
From you and your mind,
Which is now incoherent,
Your thoughts now blind.
No longer will this be.
For I am the truth
Of what you feel.
I shall give you proof!”
