Brain Games Poem by Sweetie Love

It's three in the morning, and again, I can't sleep
My mind plays tricks on me, hearing things creep
The shadows hide monsters; ferocious beasts
Sitting in the darkness; waiting for a chance to feast

Four knocks on my door, and my heart is tormented
Behind it, I’m sure, are things I’ve not yet repented
Just waiting, simply waiting, to fill up my room
With horrific memories ensuring my doom

My pulses are pounding from anticipated ghouls
I’ve been forced to play without knowing the rules
This nightmarish game from whence I can’t wake
Trapped in this horror with my sanity at stake

Crawling into the corner, hiding myself in shame
Searching for the answers, but nothing came
Shaking in this madness, blind to my eternal fate
Hoping to survive, trying desperately to escape

Drowning in my sorrows portrayed in a glass of rum
But the truth is setting in, and my hour has finally come
Death is stalking me, silently bringing my demise
I’ve dreamed it before, so it comes as no surprise

A million nightmares, all of them ending the same
Without riches, without glory, not an ounce of fame
Just withered away to dust, the sound of vultures crowing
Dead to a world that was never worth knowing...