The great beast of the night comes in our dreams.
He comes ravenous for our very being.
He will show no mercy.
It does no good to run, for the faster we run the closer he comes.
He is unrelenting, but we must escape or we are forever lost.
Our hearts beat faster and faster until it seems they shall burst, and pure terror engulfs us.

What is this creature that haunts the shadows of our dreams?
Is there no escape?
There is none my friends, for the beast is our minds, released by sleep, to pursue us at will.


©Richard