• Standing in this house like tomb; awaiting my demise,
    I hear bloody screams; I wanted to wake up from my bad dream.
    I realized this was a realistic nightmare.
    I shut this bedroom door, awaiting knife’s rise,
    The door jammed, no way out, I’m passing in size.
    I know this realistic nightmare in my cries.

    I unknowingly sat beside his hold,
    I thought I was safe, until it was too late.
    I realized this was a realistic nightmare.
    The crimson liquid flowed on my face coldly,
    I cried out into the house of impending old.
    As I thought that my actions were much too bold


    I realized it was my Realistic Nightmare.