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I awake, startled, from a dream to horrible to be called a nightmare.
Beads of terror drip from my pores, my eyes looking wild.
It's midnight and i can't rest knowing what i might find waiting in my sleep.
Such a vivid perception of love, betrayed, clearly portrays my sickness.

I roam the manor corridors with my sight and senses failing me.
Walking a path long and winding, disorienting and unreal.
Stumbling on my feet too traumatized to stand, hands trying to grip the walls.
My chest heaves as my lungs fill with screams to frightened to be spoken.

Their laughter, echoing, ripping across the soft, tender barrier of my reality.
Clawing at my eyes, these shrieks of the two so shrill, rippling so loud.
My body convulsing to the rhythm of their pleasure, their moans overwhelm me.
Rushing to the quarters i drown my face in a desperate clear tap.

A look through the mirror and the water turns to blood.
Their shrill laughter amplified off the restroom walls.
So many voices, speaking loud, never speaking clear, i cant hold it together.
Begone this taunting reflection, unleashing my wrath upon this riddling illusion.

My fist writhing in pain and the smell of iron stains the broken glass.
Eyes take to the mirror to see me, a carcass neck caught in the noose.
And how my eyes open to see love, lying beneath me, warm and comatose.
My dream is over, let me hold you close and we'll pray we never return.