Nightmares

Then, out of the darkness there appeared.  
Only my mind could not grasp the fear,
What I was running from, I hope to never know.
Looking in the mirror at a shadow.   



Here is a dream:
One day when I was only a young kid, say 6 or 7,
I remember being in my kitchen on a sunny morning
when my mother turned around in front of me
And, she had the face of a monster. 
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Nightmares

Here is a dream: One day when I was only a young kid, say 6 or 7, I remember being in my kitchen on a sunny morning when my mother turned around in front of me And, she had the face of a monster.