Nightmare Poem by Nemo Outis

Revolver in my hand,
to wake-up from this nightmare.

A nightmare that put me alone.
A nightmare that vexed my soul deep within.

Pull the trigger says Heart,
to dissolve into the oblivion.

A limbo land for all the suffered.
A limbo land with ecstasy of heaven.

Pull your self says my conscience,
So aloud and So persuading,
a fleeting sunshine of my dark life.

Anguish and converse of phantoms every night.
Like a candle that burns away light, all night.

And each day my voice went mute into Hell.
In the silence of the night.
I aimed at my Heart.

Nightmare.Nightmare.Nightmare.