City of Nightmares
The wicked memory of the City of Stars
When you wake up from your dream
Shaking and screaming from your nightmares
Screaming at the gods to show their faces
The Japanese spirits, the Norse gods
Screaming for them to send you their angels
To wait with you for the wrath of the dawn to pass
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‘This, too, shall pass’
Says the ones who have placid dreams
The ones who are blessed by the angels
The ones who never wake from nightmares
Whose dreams are protected by the gods
Who, in their sleep, will never see a thousand suffering faces
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They sleep with calm expressions on their faces
No darkness touches their face; no shadow passes
Their dreams are not disturbed by the stormy winds of the gods
The way yours are; your dreams
Are sent straight from Lucifer, your nightmares
Are of the hell bound Angels
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You wake up with phantom arms around you, burn marks where the angels
Held you too tightly; their beautiful, ghastly faces
Etched into your memory forever. You see them everywhere, but most of all, in your nightmares
Not a day has passed
Where you don’t ache for the faeries that played in your dreams
The days when you were still blessed by the gods
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‘Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned’, Congreve must have never met scorned gods
Gods who have been refused a sacrifice that send their angels,
Angels who do the gods bidding, who are made to be like demons, to sacrifice your dreams
These twisted gods, who steal your innocence and sweetness from under you, until all you can see are their bitter, twisted faces
The beautiful, horrible, faces of their twisted henchmen pass
As you descend from a dream-like reality back into the corrupted land of your nightmares
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And the nightmares plague you until they are what you are; you are part human, part nightmare
You long to see the spring flowers that aren’t placed at a grave of someone you loved; just another sacrifice to the gods
You beg them to spare the ones you love, and for them to not let judgement pass,
You beg them to judge you, to let the Angels
Take you, beg them to take you so that you can return to the City of Dreams
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But the gods have decided that you must remain, in the City of Nightmares, where the Angels
Stand guard, their faces
Of stone. Where you must pass an eternal life and a half, never to return to the City of Dreams.
About the Creator
Melissa in the Blue
hold my hand and we can jump straight into the cold unloving sea
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