One night a while ago I had a crazy dream

That shady beings were probing my mind with a laser beam

The pain was high octane, ten times the intensity of a migraine

Enough to drive somebody insane

My physical frame was paralyzed- the floor was sanitized

The instruments they used were sterilized- but the terror lies

in the fact that the metallic walls were covered with many eyes

that watched as they probed my insides and analyzed

They weren't aliens because their faces were invisible

More like chameleons with a nature that was mystical

Completely irresistible mind control

Trying to mold my will to theirs and redesign my soul

Slicing me up like cold cuts- I was broke up

If I could I would've spoke up but they had me yoked up

And then I woke up- choked up- my spine and bones were tingling
Awakened from a nightmare to find my phone was ringing



All of a sudden I heard a thunderous roar

He busted through the door before my feet hit the floor

No time to stay patient- with great haste I raced

And slipped when I tripped over my Play station

My green bean bag broke my fall

As I groped for the wall, behind me I could sense His open jaws

The smell of his breath was hot sulfur- not kosher

I yelled as he crept and got closer

Knocked over a vase, no space to race with him

Shocked over his pace, I was face to face with him

Envisioning my imminent homicide, dismemberment

Collision with impenitence personified with grim intent

A sinister smile, a foul grimace

Particular style of a menace, the image was vile

I was too subdued to struggle, woozy from the tussle

Wanted to choose to hustle but I couldn't move a muscle

I was hurting, I thought I was a goner for certain

Then I looked and saw the sunlight through the corner of my curtain

At this point, I thought he would devour for sure

But he just stood over me for a half an hour or more

As the morning flooded the bedroom I could see a little better

But his face was still obscured by a black hooded sweater

Just then, it must have been an illustrious gust of wind

That thrust him into the room's other end

My physical felt rejuvenated

I opened the door, the whole house illuminated

by the sunlight, my chance to bounce- I hesitated

Because something just wasn't adding up- it resonated

Dedicated to go back and get some better data

Feeling heavy weighted- yet it was like I levitated

Over to the corpse, my thoughts had escalated

I took off his hood and I was devastated

So now let me state it: what could it be'

The dead villain in the corner of my room' It was me!

I fell back surprised, cried, lost all my drive

Looked over at my clock it said 6:55

As I tried to make sense of what I'd just survived

A voice from outside said 'Wake up, you're alive'