A thought springs to mind.
Not very kind.
Adds the thought, all cold and dark
It begins to bark
Says the voice, now strong and loud
Menacing and proud
That thought, it makes sense
Words reflect on all things tense
Not really, but what can I do?
Thoughts that are tangible… solid… true.
Of frustration. Of feelings. Of fear…
Or nightmares that are drawing near
SLEEP WELL? Is that all you can say?
Aaarrgghhh!!! Quickly! Bring on All Hallow’s Day!!!