Insane Mentalities

Consuming darkness, creeping shadows, chills of death
As the grim reaper haunts my dreams.
All around me people are screaming out to me
Pleading and begging for the menacing ways to cease.
The rivers are made of blood and the sky of knives
That constantly falling.
And these are the dreams that complete my insane mentalities.

Shrieks of pain and anxiety swirl around me
Nagging and ripping at every sense of peace in me.
I cry out for the noise to stop
And suddenly everything turns silent.
Nothing moves, nor twitches and not a sound can be heard
But the sound of my own breathing.
I open my eyes and take a moment to think
Before I realize that all those shrieking people in my dreams are me.
My world outside has turned horrifying
As I see my dreams and insane mentalities
Becoming reality.