Ingrained

And so now the humans
Are mostly asleep
The ethereal dark creatures
Begin to creep
 They crawl the ceiling
And crawl through the walls
Then into our dreams
Where they turn into ghouls
 They come also as banjees
And witches, and fright
And formulate nightmares
Throughout the dark night
 They whisper dark secrets
Of trauma, and fates
 As we then enter
The darkest hells gates
 We then awaken with fear
And some kind of relief
Thinking they're just dreams
Of memories, or make belief
 As we suddenly realise
We've not woken at all
And scream in terror
At the ghost in the wall
 As the devils, and demons
Begin to give chase
You glance in the mirror
But you can't see your face
 You squirm, and you cringe
At those devil like creatures
The look of terror
Is now writ on your features
Forever ingrained
 
by Jemia