10. Terrors of the Night

It has happened again,
The terrors of the night have greeted me at the crossroads between sleep,
And the world where there is no rest.

It has shaken me to the deepest core,
I am breathless.
My body trembles out of control,
My heart pounds hard within my chest.

Each time I make the endless journey into the twilight world,
I step that much closer to the fine line that separates life from death.

This terror is made up of that which makes all things real.
It has followed me into conscious awakening,
And endeavors to drag me back like the ebbing tide never wanting to let me go.

Although I am now awake,
The terror grips me as I struggle against its unyielding force.
To stay grounded I try to keep a firm hold on reality,
To save myself from the terrors evil clutches.

I sense that I will not survive the journey this night,
I cannot outrun its might force.
Alone and frightened I will surely perish.

Time stands still…
Slowly the real world comes into focus.
It appears that I have escaped one more time.

My mind and body now exhausted,
Fear will keep me from sleep this night.
For in the world of sleep,
I am a prisoner of the terrors of the night.

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