Not a single house still

Everyone moving around

Horrible images plage our minds

There is no more dancing fairies

no more love stories

no more fluffy unicorns

All have been replaced with grusome pictures

people dying

being trapped

your worst nightmare

Instead of dreams the sandman give nightmares

and feeds off your fear

your tears

and places more nightmares

now that all you walls are down

His skin turned a shade of black and leaves a trail of cold

He is your nightmare