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Array ( [sid] => 129227 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Nightmares from the Dead [time] => 2006-12-10 01:18:37 [hometext] => This is a poem about people in the public services industry that have been diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. [bodytext] => THEIR FACES WILL ALWAYS APPEAR,
NEVER PREDICTABLE AND ALWAYS UNEXPECTING,
WOULD BRING TO THE DEVIL HIMSELF THE UTMOST FEAR,
THIER LAST EXPRESSION STILL FROZEN ON THEIR FACE,
THEIR LAST THOUGHT YOU PONDER AS YOU LOOK INTO THEIR EYES,
BUT DON’T LOOK AT THEM TO HARD ARE THEY WILL ALWAYS GIVE CHASE,
TILL THEY CATCH YOU AND TAKE YOUR SANITY AWAY AND LEAVE YOU TO DIE,
BUT IT WILL BE A DEATH LIKE NO OTHER, A PUNISHMENT, FOR HANDLING THERE CASE,

FOR YOU IT IS LIKE A SLOW TORTURE, A WALKING DEATH,
FIRST THEY TAKE YOUR SLEEP, AND REPLACE IT WITH NIGHTMARES,
THEN THEY SLIP YOU A LITTLE PARANOIA WHICH EATS AWAY AT YOUR HEALTH,
THE ANGER BUILDS MAKING YOU STRIKE OUT AGAINST THE ONES THAT CARES,
THEN THEY WILL SQUEEZE YOUR CHEST UNTILL IT FEELS LIKE IT WILL BURST,
SLOWLY TAKING AWAY YOUR EVERY BREATH UNTIL YOU FEEL YOU WILL SURELY DIE,
THEN THE HAND OF DEATH RELEASES YOU AND YOU KNOW THIS WASN’T THE WORST,

FOR YOU KNOW WHERE EVER YOU GO THEY WILL BE,
MAKING YOU ATON FOR YOUR SINS, THE ONES ONLY YOU CAN SEE,
BECAUSE THEY WILL NOT STOP UNTIL THEY CONTROL THE THOUGHTS IN YOUR HEAD,
BECAUSE THESE, ARE YOUR LIVING NIGHTMARES, THE NIGHTMARES FROM THE DEAD.
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Nightmares from the Dead

Contributed by krittermacc on Sunday, 10th December 2006 @ 01:18:37 AM in AEST
Topic: anguished



THEIR FACES WILL ALWAYS APPEAR,
NEVER PREDICTABLE AND ALWAYS UNEXPECTING,
WOULD BRING TO THE DEVIL HIMSELF THE UTMOST FEAR,
THIER LAST EXPRESSION STILL FROZEN ON THEIR FACE,
THEIR LAST THOUGHT YOU PONDER AS YOU LOOK INTO THEIR EYES,
BUT DON’T LOOK AT THEM TO HARD ARE THEY WILL ALWAYS GIVE CHASE,
TILL THEY CATCH YOU AND TAKE YOUR SANITY AWAY AND LEAVE YOU TO DIE,
BUT IT WILL BE A DEATH LIKE NO OTHER, A PUNISHMENT, FOR HANDLING THERE CASE,

FOR YOU IT IS LIKE A SLOW TORTURE, A WALKING DEATH,
FIRST THEY TAKE YOUR SLEEP, AND REPLACE IT WITH NIGHTMARES,
THEN THEY SLIP YOU A LITTLE PARANOIA WHICH EATS AWAY AT YOUR HEALTH,
THE ANGER BUILDS MAKING YOU STRIKE OUT AGAINST THE ONES THAT CARES,
THEN THEY WILL SQUEEZE YOUR CHEST UNTILL IT FEELS LIKE IT WILL BURST,
SLOWLY TAKING AWAY YOUR EVERY BREATH UNTIL YOU FEEL YOU WILL SURELY DIE,
THEN THE HAND OF DEATH RELEASES YOU AND YOU KNOW THIS WASN’T THE WORST,

FOR YOU KNOW WHERE EVER YOU GO THEY WILL BE,
MAKING YOU ATON FOR YOUR SINS, THE ONES ONLY YOU CAN SEE,
BECAUSE THEY WILL NOT STOP UNTIL THEY CONTROL THE THOUGHTS IN YOUR HEAD,
BECAUSE THESE, ARE YOUR LIVING NIGHTMARES, THE NIGHTMARES FROM THE DEAD.




Copyright © krittermacc ... [ 2006-12-10 01:18:37]
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