I thought he wouldn't come.
Taunting and grinning from the other side, while I was in pain.
I was wrong.
The next second he was standing right beside me.
He did come.
Opening a rift in time and space, shifting the room to another dimension. No movement caught by my dampened eyes.
And suddenly I started feeling even more scared than lying awake.
The sand covered my eyelids and made them heavy yet another night. My third eye woke up as my body felt rigid.
In this world, my arms outstretched and still, I couldn't reach you. I was pushed down the long stairwell. As I tumbled the downward spiral all I could think was you and you alone. His smirk though reminded me of the horrible outcome that awaited.
Trapped in the world of dreams, tormented by Hypnos and his son. What I imagined would be better, was much worse there.
Thus, sometimes, I call out your name before I sleep or when I wake up;
the charades keep me from falling to pieces...