Nightmare
What is in a night terror? What is in the night that is hushed? What is in the web of lies? Am I allowed to perchance say his name... To bear witness to the demon within, the mask of humanity at the very skin. Trickling down my face is the blood shed of light red tears. He wants to hold me near. Will I let him hunt me down to be his toy or meal. Perhaps, there is something more to him that meets the bare eye. I must know even at the expense of my soul.…