Reoccuring Nightmare

My heart is racing
As im standing once again
where the pain begins

fear in my heart is mounting
my tormentor advances
i cast furtive glances
around this hellish place

vainly searching for a place to hide
this constant terror is making me weak
how can i scream when i cant even speak?
believe me i have already tried

i feel the sting of betrayal
as i recognize my captor
now that the his identity is known
he no longer worries
of his face being shown

salty tears slide down my cheeks
as i think of all the memories
we shared together
how could this happen
could fate be so cruel?

he mocks me, knowing my emotions
acts like he's changed his mind
how could someone so close to me
show now such a different personality?

for this isnt the guy i knew
not the one i spent long summer days
talking of hopes & dreams
thinking up silly schemes

back to the present, no time for the past
my hope is waning, I dont know how long i"ll last
he knows it doesnt matter, theres no where to go
i could run forever
but the result i would always know

hearing his laughter
makes me run faster
but i cant keep up the pace
he laughs even louder
as i run from this hateful place

taking his time for he knows i have none
he enjoys this game, watching me run
seeing me hopeless and scared
this is the way he planned it to be done
he knows theres no place to hide

it is the end i fear
theres no one to help
no one to hear
my pitiful cries
and i begin wondering
how i could be so unwise

as he ruthessly attacks
and i start to scream
i wake up crying
it was just a dream

quickly as terror turns into relief
sadly now it turns to grief
i know that i"ll relive this nightmare again
it is a reoccuring battle
that i can"t seem to win

this is a sequel "at least i think thats what it is called" to the poem torment as you can see the some of the stanxas are almost identical to torment but i wanted it that way