• I lie in bed - strangled - looking to the sky awaiting letup
    Pushing my hardest to move around, paralyzed and can't get up
    I wonder what's going on, and why I feel an aura
    All sounds are distorted; I shut my eyes in horror

    I take a peek again, desperate to know what's going on
    Fighting to let out a scream only to realize my voice is gone
    In the corner I see a figure - either in all black or dark cloud
    If I was scared before, I'm beyond terrified now

    Time passes, maybe minutes to an hour
    I finally can move again; I've regained physical power
    What is the cause of this, and why occurring so often?
    Maybe life's catching up with me to rush me into my coffin.