The second day, I watched you suffer through one of your nightmares, but this one was worse than I’d seen before.
You called out another man’s name.
Tag: memory nightmares
Dreams so often become nightmares. Family can so easily become foes. And people are always more stupid than you give them credit for.
Mike A. LancasterTag: people dreams stupid betrayal nightmares foes
STONE
Let my heart
turn to
stone.
Maybe then
I can sleep
without
nightmares.
May be then
I can eat
without
a stomachache.
Maybe then
I can read
without fear
of an unhappy ending.
Take the knife
out of my heart
and,please,
let it
turn to stone.
Tag: fear life poetry heart nightmares stone unhappy-endings
When I was small I dreamed of demons. I thought they were under my bed, but you said, it can't be so, you don't get demons our side of the river, the guards won't let them over London Bridge.
Hilary MantelTag: fear dreams funny nightmares demons
Ronan's smile was sharp and hooked as one of the creature's claws. "'A sword is never a killer; it is a tool in the killer's hand'."
"I can't believe Noah didn't stick around to help."
"Sure you can. Never trust the dead.
Tag: latin nightmares seneca ronan-lynch gansey
True lovers spend half of their life dreaming to get their beloved and half with nightmares losing them.
M.F. MoonzajerTag: life dreaming losing nightmares beloved true-lovers
Nightmares are at all times better than real life; because you always have the chance to start over everything.
M.F. MoonzajerTag: life chance everything always nightmares better
He brought the hammer down on the stake once more, and the blood that pulsed from Barlow's chest turned black.
Then, dissolution.
It came in the space of two seconds, too fast to ever be believed in the daylight of later years, yet slow enough to recur again and again in nightmares, with awful stopmotion slowness.
Tag: nightmares
Pausing on the threshold, he looked in, conscious not so much of the few familiar sticks of furniture - the trucklebed, the worn strip of Brussels carpet, the chipped blue-banded ewer and basin, the framed illuminated texts on the walls - as of a perfect hive of abhorrent memories.
That high cupboard in the corner, from which certain bodiless shapes had been wont to issue and stoop at him cowering out of his dreams; the crab-patterned paper that came alive as you stared; the window cold with menacing stars; the mouseholes, the rusty grate - trumpet of every wind that blows - these objects at once lustily shouted at him in their own original tongues.
("Out Of The Deep")
Tag: fear nightmares nightmare
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