Suppose all my nightmares

found me without you.

Would you be afraid

to close your eyes too?

Open up, back when

the dreams began.

Reverse my thoughts

back to a time,

so I can feel again.

Devils in comas,

and a guilty light.

The eerie sound of

pulsating hearts,

beating in the chest

of night.

Tantalizing flaws

creep out of my lips.

It’s of those words

I should have never spoken,

at least with such little resist.

Letters to and from a maniac,

written by my void.

Of suffocated circumstance

and how to bitterly avoid.

The love, the hate;

the mix of making up

a formidable fate.

It’s in that place,

where dead stars shine.

Closing up,

back when nightmares

fell short,

a little at a time...

-HMG