Whispers

Talking to me through my sleep,
These things you say I hold, I keep,
Deep in night I try to hide,
From the nightmares I hold inside,

Shadows move across the wall,
As I waken they stand tall,
I try to into slumber again,
Tears from the nightmare are not insane,

Whispering voices calling me,
In the darkness where I can\\\\\\\'t see,
Feeling chained to that dream,
I try to run, hide or scream.

Talking to me through the night,
These things you I hold tonight,
Deep in night I try to hide,
These nightmares I hold inside