Nightmare

The clock strikes at three

But my eyes are all wide

Like a river stretching out

To become an ocean

Hearing the sound of the silence

A night that echoes the beat

Of a heart that longs to erase the past

Earlier that day

There was only wandering

Sand beneath my feet

As I watched the horizon

That soon turned into zenith

The sound of the lullaby

Woke me up from my trance

Making me realize

That my sand-covered feet

Are now buried in the water

Slowly, it crept 'till it reached

My neck, then my chin, my lips

Then my nose; it was suffocating

Until the last breath

That I could have had

My body stiffened, expecting death

But Morpheus bid its goodbye

I saw myself on my bed

Sweating, panting, trembling

As I was being chased by the past

Leave me, leave me, leave me

Let me escape as I drown again.