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Nightmare.
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5. Written From Experience. I wander down the corridor
Not knowing what is round the next corner
Waiting for me.
The maze is silent
I’m in a state of calm
Not knowing why
As the fear grips my body,
Shaking me up.
I hear a sound
Behind me
Next to me
Breathing down my neck.
I don’t dare turn around
Who, or what is it?
Frantically running
Away from the monster
The demon
That ‘thing’.
It’s following,
Not letting me escape
The evil of its mind.
What am I running away from?
My body is tingling with anticipation,
My hands are gripped into fists.
Then I realise
I don’t need to be here
I try to wake from this nightmare.
Nothing.
Life is one long nightmare.
There is no escaping from it.
This is really good!!! I'd say that life may seem like onw whole nightmare that you cant escape from, because you cant escape from yourself, you are and always will be who you are (no shit sherlock!!!) But i also think that life is what you make it.