Nightmare World

Nightmare World


I'm stood, looking through a window,
Viewing all that the world within has to show.
Through the window I feel the cold
And sinister happenings that appear so bold.
This world is malevolent, even merciless
To the now inanimate beings, so undeniably perilous.
There is no noise, this world is silent.
A place of being forever violent.
Lifeless forms lay upon the ground,
Birds that once created a most beautiful sound.
Where has all the life gone?
Where is the Sun that warmly shone?
Trees no longer creak or tap upon window panes,
Nor do houses hold the joy of children laughing in their wake.
Heavy upon the air is an acrid stench,
Pulling fingers taut about my throat into a desirable clench.
The stench is of metal being burnt by tongues so hot.
Causing the unfortunate to fall down to rot.
This smell that eats away those that wait,
Yet it is more than that as it is a power full of hate.
A great black mist that hangs about the earth,
A choking mass seemingly so solid, so tedious and terse.
All goodness has been abolished, this much can be seen,
As eyes from dark corners follow each Soul, each eye full of loathing glee.
'Touch and know', the eyes speak out.
Dare I speak, or maybe shout?
No I dare not, as I wish to touch the marvels of fire's destruction.
Hot and burning, brings with it a longing for devastation.
Deep inside I feel, this world is like our own.
But this world is deep within me, coursing through every bone.
For I have caused this fire, this destruction and this war.
For I am a liar, and I have made every wound raw.

Wolfie ^. .^