Nightmares

With my head on my pillow and my knees close to me,
I close my eyes ever so reluctantly.
Nightmares creep in and I tear at my skin
Trying to silence the hell in my dreams.
I wake up gasping for air,
Or clutching the blanket too close,
I wake up drenched in my sweat,
Or with tears on my clothes...
It's like a sick movie playing on repeat,
The second it's over, then it begins...
There's something about them,
Something too real..
The smell of the skinless demons I fear,
The sight of their muscles exposed that still rot,
The feel of the sticky blood that can't clot..
The taste of the flesh that's shoved way too close,
The sound of the screaming that escapes my throat...
The smell and the sight, the feel and the taste,
The sound of the screaming that makes my lungs shake..
The terror that enters the marrow inside...
Doesn't escape me until the following night
When the nightmares return, when the demons come back...
When I close my eyes my hell is back.
There's no salvation for me, there's no way to get out..
No one to stop it, no one to keep me awake...
Each time my eyes close and I feel the fear...
All my salvation and hope disappear.