Dreams of the Past

You invade my dreams,
with your childish gait.
Blue eyes looking up,
attacking everything true.
You reach for my hand smiling,
I am unable to move.
Your head slithers up my shoulder
to my neck.
Mouth opened obscenely wide
fangs sinking deep into my skin.
Heart pounding,
poison coursing,
my own mind
betrays me.
My soul escapes
running from your whispers.
Now your truth
is my truth.
Now you have made me a liar.