My Dream Poem by Janelle Morehart

I live in a world
Made of black ink
Tainted with blood
I sing a song
Full of sadness
A sorrow no one can bare
I drink the blood
Of angels fallen
Who no one cares or knows
I feed upon the souls
Of those lost
And long forgotten
I sleep in a endless void
Where my dreams reek havoc
Pained screams and mournful wails
Echo off walls that dont exsist
I dream a dream
So horrible and evil
That Satan himself
Would flee to the safety
Of the light
To escape my darkness
Of my dream
Run in fear
Run and hide
For when I sleep
My world comes alive