Unrest Come Night Time


O, the ghouls that gallivant
Across the wood that is my dream
I pray them leave, be gone! I can’t
Withstand their lifeless sockets’ beam

The Apparitions coalesce
To introduce me to my fate.
I shiver in my hopelessness,
Anticipating spirits’ hate

And phantoms’ wrath, a wraith’s malice;
And all of which imposed on me
Is soon to be in nightmare’s midst ..
The demon’s dancing franctic’lly

A freezing shadow casts itself
Upon this forest where I lay.
O, how I mourn when I did shelf
That Book in which the prophets pray

O, how I wished I could have kept
My eyes transfixed upon those Scrolls.
Perhaps with peace I could have slept...
But no! I pay my folly’s tolls!

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