As it Seems

A silent killer in my sleep,
The assassination of my dreams.
Nightmare fuelled instincts rise.
Nothing is as it seems.

Delusional thinking taking over.
Shadows, spectres and screams.
I’m seeing things that shouldn’t be here.
Nothing is as it seems.

It’s trying to scratch and break me,
Stitches tearing at the seams.
Bleeding all over the floor,
But nothing is as it seems,

Violently and scared I wake up,
Sweat running down my back in streams.
Is see my blood soaked sheets,
Everything is as it seems.