The Dream
Standing in an empty room Its dark and creepy A bright light approaching Shines right into my face It blinds me And then its all silent A bang on the door I shudder The room turns cold I shiver A dark figure enters A shot is fired Laying there to die I smile My slow death Crawls into me My dream is over My eyes wide open I stare at the ceiling above The dream ponders my mind The light remains in my head.... forever