Every night I dream the same dream
Caught like a deer in headlights gleam, I want to scream
But inside I lay inert, caught like a fly mummified in a web
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
Darkness engulfs me.
I scramble for a torch but the winds are too strong.
Flickers of light evade my sight.
Leaving only macabre like endless dark halls.