The Nightmare Place

Poetry on the place of dark dreams

-The Nightmare Place-

There’s a place in the woods That the monsters call home It’s not a place you or I Would ever want to go The place where the cliffs From your nightmares all end When you wake from your dreams Falling to your death It’s a place where the walls Drip red and shrink Where claustrophobia starts And the monsters creep And the only way To escape your fate Is to know the battle Before you wake To feel the sleep Upon your thoughts And know this place Where good dreams rot Is only here Inside your head It isn’t real With night it’s fed A lucid dream Will save you here But few can find it Through the fear