Creepy Crawlies, & Cobwebs on my ceiling, making funny shadows on my dim lit wall, Grim feeling, Big problems seem so small, When you seem to lose it all, But nothing but laughs and smiles come from my face, I hear the manipulative cries from the enraged voices surrounding me, telling me that once the moon reaches it's peak, my eyes will be shut and my lovely nightmare will begin,

"You should have known", they say. As I lay down to close my eyes I feel the torturous gripping hands as it pry's, deep in my soul, deep inside to pull all memories and thoughts of the outside and blow them away, like ash in a fire.

And as my last breaths seeped from my poor soul, a smile came upon my face, For now I am in my Lovely Nightmare.